You pick up the dice
And you start to Roll
pretending to do a bank heist
or wrestling with your soul,
as you fight off Asadeus’simo
There’s a little girl inside of you,
stoat of heart, and angry too.
Full spunk, and snark.
Just in time for you to LARP.
The Game ends and you’ve had your fun
Nine to Five, and you feel done.
Your name is never used,
but you wear shirts, oh yes you do.
The little girl is mad at you too!
You sword dulls, and you spells sway
You never were what you could be,
Spirits dwindle, you hit the hay.
From Therapists Chair
to the street fairs
you never were what you could be,
Just a little girl, full of flair.
Lynch's voice: IT'S D&Deeeeeeee~