voices in my mind
keep talking to me
you ask me what am I thinking
I wish I would know me
tons of things I don't understand
nothing so grand
till you rob a bank
I wish I would know me
tons of things I don't understand
nothing so grand
till you rob a bank
I just don't understand
words that is flouting
"I" selecting those words
but somehow seems like no meaning
I can never catch "them"
sometimes my head just dizzy
"blur" is the word
you call it piggy
I call dirt
you call it piggy
I call dirt
so people.. don't mess with my head..
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