The day is setting, I'm sipping my soup.
Where am I, where's ,my crew?
I thought you were gonna call,
But my cellphone stays silent.
My clouded mind sits still,
Waiting, just waiting for answers.
Is it just you who sits on it?
BAby, I wouldn't regret it.
You make me calmer than prozac.
My instinct tells me I hit the jackpot!
Will you still be here tommorow?
I hope you don't flake on me.
I am intertwined with a cycle called life. We fall, we crawl then we fly! It's the same old story. Join me as I surrender everything and just be the plain outkast that I am.
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