Was it my fault again
that we could not get along

two hours passed
and you are still stuck in song

but I cannot sing
so what is the use

my voice is annoying
so what do you choose


I can sing for you
but it may be flat

to keep us alive
we will keep the chit-chat

but don't expect much
when your in that mood

I don't like a snotty-crude

selfish brat

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