I'm angry
A red hot fire
Burning down the world
Holes and mountains
Why would you believe what I tell you
The color is red
You have a lock on my head
It's not appropriate
You tell me that I am an idiot
Stop an dmock
Spin and lock
That is why they liked you
Yet you can't talk
A long year endures you times four
The times I plead endurance leaves me bored
I am at a cross road under a thousand eyes
Though such words are lost on you
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
I'm angry
A red hot fire
Burning down the world
Holes and mountains
Why would you believe what I tell you
The color is red
You have a lock on my head
It's not appropriate
You tell me that I am an idiot
Stop an dmock
Spin and lock
That is why they liked you
Yet you can't talk
A long year endures you times four
The times I plead endurance leaves me bored
I am at a cross road under a thousand eyes
Though such words are lost on you
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