Once upon time there was this lady
Who drove everybody she met crazy...
At first I thought it was just my illusionary mind
But then I realized it was the people around me...
Gosh, there actually
are quite a lot of...
In the distance
The hills rise up...
Entering the room I am tall, dark and handsome,
Ego at my side more like a shadow...
Silver hearts
Deep gold rings...
Pac wasn't the only person that saw rose grow from...
So you gave the down and out a dollar,
Out of guilt, embarassment, sympathy...
Imagine a world
where everyone loved...
To the tune of a sad blues song,
minus the words that tag along...
A memory remembered
through photograph or rhyme...
Addicted to your blackberry
Suzie's got a popped cherry...