You're so many people all in one so tell me, with whom will I talk now? Can't you see, we're not the same you're telling me to stay with you promising to torment me promising to give me bad times Girl, I promise if you hear me I'll show you intrigue it's not the same thing stay and you'll just see It ain't the same thing staying with someone as being with someone, please! even staying with someone isn't the same as stopping it's not the same maybe it's that we're not together at all we're not even in the same place we don't plan on staying together but it is different to conform or to fight it's not the same it is very clear It is not the same to be intriguing as it is to gratify desires it is not the same to be just how just is it for you? It is not the same that you become informed as another woman would it is not the same when there are others who want to try and confuse us but we have hearts that are not equal, we feel it...it is very clear But alas...maybe I deserve it except speaking my mind I will not sell out on the contrary...whatever they think about us read my lips...I'm not for sale Maybe we both deserve it except we shouldn't sell out our voices and whatever they might think about us read my lips...I don't give a fuck Through any gateway or in the air I suffocate It is not about what side you want to be on to take a side or to push aside I don't know how to tell you this It ain't the same living is the most dangerous thing that life has to offer they can say through television that there is a loose heart it's not the same as it is dangerous it is very clear It is not the same to suffice or to be something it is not the same to express, judge, impose, or order the black lists, the white hands it is not the same the one with the most willingness will not win what more can you be given it's not like an "ism" it is very clear But alas...maybe I deserve it except my speaking my mind I will not sell out on the contrary...whatever they think about us read my lips...I'm not for sale Maybe we both deserve it except we shouldn't sell out our voices and whatever they might think about us read my lips...I don't give a fuck I have the cure for your pain Remedies for all types of mistakes Even a cure for disillusionment It ain't the same
Reason for writing:
porque thee...
Birth sign: Aquarius
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