Never too bad, never too good.
In between she let me stood.
When am so down, she lights a led.
Like a prostitute she shows one hip.
Tempting!, she gets my mouth zipped.
Meeting new people makes us all into the game. Soon people hurt and some tend to blame "NOT MY FAULT, IT WAS YOURS, ARE YOU INSANE!". Was I the missing part of thier puzzle?
Those ideas keep running through my mind and leave me so dizzle.
Was, still, will wonder why should I live it.
Am sure it's a fair game and this's what I think.
It will get you drown, but won't let you sink.
This is my story that has no end!
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