She didn't wanna be, She didn't wanna know, She couldn't run away cause she was crazy I saw her give it all away I watched her baby break. And in that air it hung that she was dull razors. Still I was lonely and she was by my side my one and only knows that she could never hide But I couldn't feel her, and it was just a game. I was still lonely and she was crazy rat-tat-tat ka-boom-boom now take that and just a bit of this. Im a watcher and a doer of none come to save her cause shes all mine. I hurt where I can't feel I feel where I can't hurt. I know what I can't know and I bleed for only myself. I am made of shamrocks I am made of stern stuff I am never enough I am the forgotten child. Mary had a little lamb her face was white as snow. and everywhere that Mary went. I was sure to go. Now Mary's got a problem, and Mary's not a stupid girl. Mary's got some deep shit, and Mary does not forget. This is how Mary's garden grows. This is how Mary has to go. And In the eyes of the jackyl I say ka-boom
Reason for writing:
You probebly won't be able to figure it out it's just a bunch of
stuff I threw down on paper =P.If you can see the pattern
all these have to do with relationships...namely mine
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