Текст песни 504 Plan - Insult To Injury
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why am I so good at being a fool,why is it so hard for me to realize it,I try to remember the good things I say,it`s hard to, it`s hard,it`s hard to do, I`m not a poet just an idiot,tryin` to make my blind way through the days,don`t talk to me, when I am saddened,it`s hard to,it`s hard to do,when I`m alone in my roomI just think of the days that I sat sad and tired,when I`m alone the only thing for me is you and everything you do,I`m lazy and stupid,but I can`t get enough of you latelyit`s changin` each day,the reasons I be with you I just wanna be right here,why am I so damn hard just to please,can any one make any sense out of meI try remember the good things I`ve done,it`s hard to,it`s hard to do