A poetic genius genius,
Its something I don’t see,
Why would a genius be trippin on me?
And there’s looking and another ,
Why he can’t see is that I’m looking through his eyes,
So many lies behind his eyes.
N tell me stories from your past,
And sing me songs you wrote before.
I tell you this my Poison Prince,
You’ll soon be knocking on Heaven’s door.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
With your eyes in a daze.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
Your life is like a maze.
And what we all want and what we all crave,
Is an upbeat song,
So we can dance the night away.
Who said life was easy,
Who said life was fair,
Who said nobody gived a damn,
And nobody even cared.
The way you’re acting now,
Like you left that all behind.
You’ve given up,
You’ve given in,
And I’m a sucker of that kind.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
With your eyes in a daze.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
Your life is like a maze.
And what we all want and what we all crave,
Is an upbeat song ,
So we can dance the night away.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
With your eyes in a daze.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
Your life is like a maze.
And what we all want and what we all crave,
Is an upbeat song ,
So we can dance the night away.
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Macdonald Amy:
Macdonald Amy:
