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The Problem: Two songs to describe my mood: I don't know if I am a boy, I don't know if I am a girl. I don't know when I was born. I don't know who's my mother~. I don't know how I got alone. I don't know how I got mad. I don't know how I got mad. I don't think I should get back. Tell me now, that you really like the show. Tell me now, that you really want to get high. Tell me now, that you really like my style, oh, tell me now, that you are to commit a crime... You want this, tell me how you want it to be. My mind, heart is broken. No one else but you was going to understand my way. But from the day I found you babe, you falling into me. Tell me now, that you really like the show. Tell me now, that you really want to get high. Tell me now, that you really like my style, oh, tell me now, that you are to commit a crime. You want this, tell me how you want it to be. I don't know if I am a boy, I don't know if I am a girl. I don't know when I was born. I don't know who my mother is! I don't know how I got alone. I don't know how I got mad. I don't know how I got mad. I don't think I should get back. I don't know if I am a boy, I don't know if I am a girl. I don't know when I was born. I don't know who my mother is! I don't know how I got alone. I don't know how I got mad. I don't know how I got mad. I don't think I should get back. Tell me now, that you really like the show. Tell me now, that you really want to get high. Tell me now, that you really like my style, oh, tell me now, that you are to commit a crime. (I don't know if I am a boy, I don't know if I am a girl. I don't know when I was born. I don't know who my mother is! I don't know how I got alone. I don't know how I got mad. I don't know how I got mad. I don't think I should get back.) You want this, tell me how you want it to be. I don't know if I am a boy, I don't know if I am a girl. I don't know when I was born. I don't know who my mother is. I don't know how I got alone. I don't know how I got mad. I don't know how I got mad. I don't think I should get back. ............................And: Hello, again; friend of a friend, I knew you when ..~.. our common goal was waiting for the World to end. Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend; you crack the whip, shape-shift, and trick the past again. I'll send you my love on a wire~, lift you up, everytime, everyone~ooh-ooh-ooh~pulls away~ooh-ooh-ooh~..from you-hoooooo, oooh-oooooh, oooh-oooooh, oooh-oooooh~. Got balls of steel, got an automobile for a minimum wage. Got real estate, I'm buyin' it all up, in Outerspace. Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend; you crack the whip, shape-shift, and trick the past again. I'll send you my love~ on a wire~, lift you up, everytime, everyone~ooh-ooh-ooh~pulls away~ooh-ooh-ooh~-- It's a mechanical bull, the number one. You'll take a ride from anyone; everyone, wants a ride, pulls away, ooh-ooh-ooh, from you-hoooooo, oooh-oooooh, oooh-oooooh, oooh-oooooh. Oooh-oooooh, oooh-oooooh, oooh-oooooh... [I'd had also written out the third song, but...I just couldn't post it...... issues.] ...Please, disregard this post if you haven't already.....Becasue......yeah....
Asked by: VanillaDoubt at
06:10:44 AM, Friday, March 23, 2012 EDT
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I must admit, I'm afraid to read that text wall. o-o
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