listened to
i'm a different person,
yeah, i know!
turn my world around,
i'm a different person,
Yeah, yo know?
Turn my world around,
or
baby
talk to me
I wanted
babe
talk to me (babe)
i'm quite sure
that you never knew
all the pain that I've been through
to get these things out
night till morning.
it is stupid song in a stupid era.
no crazy talk at all.
it is like someone is talking to one's
self.
plus the music industry is a bunch of addict
and fixated bunch of male racist, zee, tea, mee,
and
water-electric-phobic folks.
i enjoy it thought!
the current song as
i am writing is
''you should make me in fire...
...
make me feel''
it make me crazy
baby
to sing me
another song
and make some beats
of music on my body! ...''
that is cocaine with some
coco
or pep's indigenous cocktails.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem