tisdag, november 24, 2009

For all you know you're doing fine, but I guess it shows
that even jewelry that's fake do shine.

So shut your mouth now big boy,
I'm just myself not your toy.
It's in my nature to be changing.
Now is it so hard to see?
You can not make me to be
someone who never will be changing.

So what the hell do you want me to say?
Another halting rhyme, another cliche.
Well, you might be right this one time.
You take for granted I'm your servant subdued.
It doesn't make sense to me, but to you.
So here's one last bright make shift rhyme.

For all you know I'm just a fool, but I guess that shows
that you can not judge the dog just by it's drool.


I'm losing you for a big smile on my face.
You're nothing new and not hard to replace.
I'm losing you, but I'm not losing ground.
So Peekaboo! And you won't be around.
You won't be around, you won't be around.

'Cause I change with time and that's not a crime.
Someone like you can not derange me.
Yeah, I change with time and that's not a crime.
It's in my nature to be changing.

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