I aim to please,
Its my disease
And how I am
But when I totter
From the fence,
Of balanced words
In my defense,
I choose a course
That’s less diverse,
As then I fight
And then I curse
And find respite
In a master plan:
When pleasing fails
Don’t give a damn.
Its my disease
And how I am
But when I totter
From the fence,
Of balanced words
In my defense,
I choose a course
That’s less diverse,
As then I fight
And then I curse
And find respite
In a master plan:
When pleasing fails
Don’t give a damn.
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