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My Song/Poem Box

8 juni 2012 - 15:00

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Care About You

Care about you

'Misunderstood', 
I know you feel it too
That horrible mood
Keeps eating on you

It doesn't matter
How many words you speak
They think they know it better
But just keep going for what you seek

Like my drawing got blurred
Like my perfect recipe got stirred
That is a dream
Being disturbed

I see people screaming at the top of their lungs
They don't pay attention for the men pointing guns
But I don't really care as long they don't put a finger on you

I see people yelling and I become sad
It sure has to be stupid, whatever made 'em mad
But I don't really care, I will only care about you

Misplaced
That's how we feel
For the finish we raced
With only one wheel

Combined our skills
Listened to our hearts
Went for our wills
And ignored their story parts

Like my voice letting out a cry
Like my mind suddenly becoming high
That is a dream
Saying goodbye

I see people screaming at the top of their lungs
They don't pay attention for the men pointing guns
But I don't really care as long they don't put a finger on you

I see people yelling and I become sad
It sure has to be stupid, whatever made 'em mad
But I don't really care, I will only care about you

Thinking I'm some brainless bitch
Or saying you are gay
What do they know better?
Lets erase them out of our day

So lets ignore their opinions
Let them do their own thing
We can diss 'em, being ourselves
We at least got something

I see people screaming at the top of their lungs
They think I am crazy, but it's them who are drunk
But I don't really care, it's not my bussines, got something better to do

I see people yelling but they surely don't care
I'm standing on the sides and nothing's crystal clear
But I don't really care, I will only care about you

I see people screaming at the top of their lungs
They don't pay attention for the men pointing guns
But I don't really care as long they don't put a finger on you

I see people yelling and I become sad
It sure has to be stupid, whatever made 'em mad
But I don't really care, I will only care about you


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