4 4 time

 Well, camera sometimes lies.
I dance to anything.
I should think twice
And never let them turn from my
 poems to my personal,
oh, to my personal.

I made the songs
In 4/4 time
I dance to anything
It’s not a crime

The pen fell upon my note
And I hate everything
I ever wrote.
I go astray inside my verce
Take me back again
Take me back again


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