First lets start in a way for me that is over the top, but I can?t. So I have to ask how am I letting all this free thinking get out of hand, So lets
Don?t think for a second you can have it all. I don?t know why you bother trying. You get up on your pedestal, the higher up you seem to get the more
A pale blue face and blood shot eyes, His hat pulled down to hide his time of desperation cause by one, The one who shared times good, Times good times
Its time you looked into my eyes. Deep inside I don?t really care what is wrong. Why do you want my advice? It?s hard for me to tell you what you don
It seems so complicated, trying to put my overrated thoughts into reasonable words, Words into writing And all of my best phrases have been used already
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