So, why do jump from place to place?
When will you come to understanding?
And, when will you come to the truth?
A touch down to my lovers home;
And with the steps of fear to think twice.
Patrick! You are not straight forward to me;
Like the rate of the pieces of cigarettte everywhere.
How can one smoke all day long like this?
Patrick, you are not straight forward to me;
You’ve been decieving everyone but now,
You are caught in the very net of your trap.
Paris tell it all and,
Your life underground is what i like to know;
For you look only very handsome on the surface.
Why can’t you let us see who you are?
And, are you afraid of yourself? !

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