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29 August 2005 @ 03:37 pm
jumbled up  
You think you've changed.
But still wonder what part stayed the same.
You call yourself queen.
With no crown insight.
Old tunes keep playing around the clock.
As you dance and shake you ass to the beat.
It makes you wanna blast the music around the block.
In a Shakespearian kind of old English way
Your words come out differently than what you meant to say
Gold rings on the fingers of country kings.
Money seems to buy so many things.
Yawn away sleep at night.
Sitting on the edge of your bed in flickering light.