If you haven't guessed I'm rather good at hiding my feelings. The funny thing about feelings are the quiet way they seem to ambush us to make a wonderful mess of things. I often think people like myself should have a warning sign stamped on their forehead that reads don't come in.
Frankly I like the way things are I don't depend on anyone and no one depends on me. Free as a bird, my life's my own, but what do I really have some money in my pocket, these fancy threads, an expensive car, I'm single so no strings attached; but I don't have piece of mind and without that well you don't have anything. I keep searching for an answer to it all, you know what's it all about?
At this rate I don't think I'll ever know, I keep waiting for that one person to explain it all, but my tastes are so exquisite I can't seem to find one I like for very long. I guess I'm going to have to do it bigger and better than anyone else until that day arrives.
Frankly I like the way things are I don't depend on anyone and no one depends on me. Free as a bird, my life's my own, but what do I really have some money in my pocket, these fancy threads, an expensive car, I'm single so no strings attached; but I don't have piece of mind and without that well you don't have anything. I keep searching for an answer to it all, you know what's it all about?
At this rate I don't think I'll ever know, I keep waiting for that one person to explain it all, but my tastes are so exquisite I can't seem to find one I like for very long. I guess I'm going to have to do it bigger and better than anyone else until that day arrives.
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