April
Monday 21 April 2008 photo 1/1
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Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistance
One step from lashing out at you
You want in, to get under my skin, and call yourself a
friend
I've got more friends like you
What do I do?
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Respect, walk
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can't you hear the violins playing your song?
Those same friends tell me your every word
Are you talking to me?
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