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hold my hand and run with me,
do not hold my hand, trip me
and expect my mouth to fall str8 on ur dick
cos i ain't no slut,
even if i were,
i'm a selective slut
do not judge me,
u know nothing...
do not anger me,
cos i've a bad temper
do not hurt me,
cos y wld tt make u feel gd
i'm just a girl,
with harmless intentions,
regardless of what u think i am
as i said,
u know nothing
do not treat me
like a toy
i've feelings too
just like u
get it right to ur mind
i ain't ur freaking blow up doll
do not even try
i know all the tricks
no matter how much we think we know abt a person or matter, we'll nv know the truth, cos the truth ain't so str8 forward, a saint is not just a saint, a saint can be evil too at some moments...an apple can be red, with tinges of green, but it can taste just as gd, as sweet, depends on the way how u look at things.so things are rosy, even when times are bad...
I heard this old story before
Where the people keep on killing for their metaphors,
But don't leave much up to the imagination.
So I want to give this imagery back,
But I know it just ain't so easy like that.
So I turn the page and read the story again and again and again.
It sure seems the same,
with a different name.
We're breaking and rebuilding and
we're growing always guessing
Never knowing
We're shocking bet we're nothing
We're just moments,
we're clever but we're clueless
We're just human, amusing and confusing.
We're trying, but where is this all leading?
We'll never know.
It all happened so much faster than you can say disaster.
Want to take a time-lapse and look at it backwards.
Find the last word and maybe that's just the answer that we're after,
But after all we're just a bubble in a boiling pot.
Just one breath in a chain of thought
We're moment just combusing
We feel certain but we'll never, never know
It sure seems the same,
give it a different name
We're begging and we're needing,
and we're trying,
and we're breathing
Never knowing
We're shocking but we're nothing
We're just moments,
we're clever but we're clueless
we're just human, amusing and confusing
We're helping, rebuilding and we're growing
Never know
Knock knock coming door to door
To tell you that their metaphor is better than yours
And you can either sink or swim and
things are looking pretty grim
If you don't believe in what they're spoon feeding
It's got no felling so I read it again and again and again
It sure seems the same,
so many different names
Our hearts are strong, our heads are weak,
we'll always be competing
Never knowing
We're shocking but we're nothing
We're just moments,
we're clever but we're clueless
We're just human, amusing and confusing
But the truth is all we got are questions
We'll never know
sickening, nv gonna get any str8 ans,when smtimes all we need is a true yes or no, things can be tt simple, y complicate stuff??
