A Wild Card Cut The Brakes

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October 2012

How was i supposed to keep flying? quickly i landed,

cause flying with the birds is seeming less romantic,

i'll call up some damsel, show her tonight i will,

make her feel like no other guy ever can make her feel,

 

it's crazy i see her and she's amazing still,

if only this were fake and she could stay for real,

i'd be a better me, no matter what it takes,

full speed around her curves, someone cut the brakes,

 

wild card, to be happy it seems it takes you,

if you ever miss us just know baby that makes two,

cause i've made mistakes to deserve being alone,

but nobody deserves what i've read on my phone,

 

everybody changes, so please change this missin,

it's heavy like the rock on a millionaires glisten,

the ring she deserves, the mansion she's livin in,

one day i will have it all, never be this pissed again.

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