I don't do yoga,never tried pilates.Not many people want me at their parties.Trying to find my way,some way.See..c'est la vie.
But at least i'm free.If you ask the church,then i am no believer.Spend Sundays asleep,i'm just another dreamer.Still trying to find my home,sweet home.I guess I ain't too good for money neither.I got two left feet,no,I'm no Jackson either.See..c'est la vie.Maybe something's wrong with me.But at least i am free.Trying to find my home,sweet home.I drink a little more than recommended.This ain't exactly what my heart expected.Maybe something's wrong with me.
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