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I once sat upon a gold throne, One I grew to call my own. It was from here that I could rule the land I’d known, But I soon grew weary of what I’d been bestowed. The days were long, and … Continue reading
Some folks say you have it made, If you’ve got a lot of money, And a pretty face. But I think they’re mistaken, Vanity wasn’t formed from fetation. At the end of the day, All you’ve got is who you are … Continue reading
I’ve got cold feet, Script has run its course; It’s clear as day now, I’m the underdog, the dark horse. Don’t do rehearsals, you know, I’m like Marilyn Monroe; Look nothing short of a dime, When it’s all for show. … Continue reading
I want to be perfect, Just want to be the best; Want to be the kinda guy you dream about, And to stand out from the rest. But there are never enough hours in a day To fix my hair … Continue reading
Don’t get a tattoo. Some time from now it will look bad on you, And everything you once thought was great, Could very well be what you hate down the road. But by then it’ll be too late To change … Continue reading
You’re basked in gold And you seize the day, Got a man to treat you well When life isn’t going your way. And yet you still find the time to make sure I’m okay.