Shit shit shit
Still thinking about her, that girl again,
how how,really how?
i work i work then i work
to chase her, i chased her, so i can chase her better,
why why tell me why,
i think i think, then i think some more
to busy that brain from thinking about her
fuck fuck, just what the fuck
i'm still wondering how
i work i think but she still pop
she burst my bubble when i hop
i work, i think, so sometimes i pop
sometimes, i think, so i stop work,
whats happen here, or there, maybe breath in some air
so then i hop in there and then she pop
something in my mind again, or the cloud in the sky is forming faces again,
i really want to hold her hand in my hand
to break it or blowing my bubble, i already stopped to wobble, maybe i should stop being humble but i dont really like the hassle, too mutch questions upon i stumble.
With what voice or feelings , in her head too, am i singing?
If there was a melody, a flow or rythm with these words that im giving.
What kind of instrument does she assign.
Shit shit shit
still thinking about her, no time, i have to work to be able to see her again.
Dd_B