viernes, 9 de diciembre de 2011

Pista!

Day and night (what, what)

I toss and turn, I keep stressing my mind, mind (what, what)

I look for peace but see I don't attain (what, what)

What I need for keeps this silly game we play, play

Now look at this (what, what)

Madness to magnet keeps attracting me, me (what, what)

I try to run but see I'm not that fast (what, what)

I think I'm first but surely finish last, last


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