Me, myself, and I.
Nothing ever changes, does it?
It's always me, myself, and I
At the end of the day.
Honestly, that scares the crap
Out of me, myself, and I.
Because me, myself, and I
Are not friends.
Me, myself, and I work
Against each other.
But, when he's here,
There is no more me, myself, and I.
There is just him
And Lara.
With him, I am
In nirvana.
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
Me, myself, and I.
Nothing ever changes, does it?
It's always me, myself, and I
At the end of the day.
Honestly, that scares the crap
Out of me, myself, and I.
Because me, myself, and I
Are not friends.
Me, myself, and I work
Against each other.
But, when he's here,
There is no more me, myself, and I.
There is just him
And Lara.
With him, I am
In nirvana.
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