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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Dec 29, 2008 5:56:43 GMT -5
I'm no Fucking genius But I know where I stand
I don't know where You're getting off Being with some other Man
I'm no Fucking genius But I know about Love
And I wish I knew What I was Thinking of
CHORUS: ‘Cause when I met you Hearts were alive But in the end Only yours would survive Recreated, reinforced Cracked and torn And pulled and pushed
I'm no Fucking mastermind But I know The story
I got my needs I got my wants And they're all Boring
I'm no Fucking mastermind But I know where It hurts
And I reach inside Your pockets And fear for The worst
CHORUS
I'm no Fucking genius But I know what This is
You ignored My presence And you acknowledged His
I'm no Fucking genius But I know My place
And I hope every Time you fuck him You see My face
CHORUS (x2)
© 2008, J.Forner
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Post by Hermit on Dec 29, 2008 9:08:07 GMT -5
This is a fucking master piece of art. Honest, raw, oozing with emotion.
And in the same breath, Josh, I'm sorry for your pain. (((hugs)))
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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Dec 29, 2008 19:55:49 GMT -5
I wrote music to it almost instantly. I'm rather proud of this one.
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