Every day is still the sameAnd I don't know what to doI'm carryin' my tears in a plastic bagAnd it's the only thing I got from you
I have short hairAnd I'm faced with a few complicationsSo, so if you careTry to analyse the situationYou know, manAs the leaves fall on the groundMy soul is goin''Round and 'round and 'round
So please, do it wellJust break the spellWhy don't you do it right?I don't want another fightI'm not creatin'My flow with my egoI'm taking off my hoodAnd I'm entering deeply in the woodYou know, man
Bugs are my only foodAnd it puts me in a strange moodI ain't giving you my heartOn a silver plateWhy couldn't we be just mates?Oh no, never come back to meOh no, never come back to me
I wish I could be a childWrite me another dance, another chanceAnother romance (another romance)We could just be friends
I wish I could be a childWrite me another dance, another chanceAnother romance (another romance)It could be the end
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