Not Up To Me To Choose
You’re not the only one going crazy
I know I don’t know what to do
Am I the only son of noone
Who believes the things I do
If it wasn’t you
It really wouldn’t matter
And if it was true
I just wouldn’t matter
Amazed at the thoughts and words you’ll do
A recycled epic written for two
Am I the only son of noone
Who believes the things I do
Because it was you
I know it’s a different story
But if I was you
I’d make this a simpler story
I knew you did what you did
When you did it
Afraid you’d do it again
But by the time you were done with it
You’d done what you did
To tell yourself and who’s listening
God and I did it again.
I”ll never believe I don’t matter
You’ll know that you couldn’t not matter
It’s true you’ve never known
The agressive power of Truth
I could write another phrase
Saying we are better off this way
But really it’s not up to me to choose.
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Posted by psychoholik @ 30 July 2009
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