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Sometimes I feel like singing in the rain.
Sometimes I feel like killing in vain.
Everyday I put up with myself, freaking out in my own hell
Don't have words to sustain how the rain drip drips on the window pane. And how it just drives me insane.
Oh I know the Kaos oh to well.
Went to school with a nice aptitude,
Graduated with a PHD in drugs and a bad attitude.
Maybe I'll just tapdance for a living.
Maybe I'll dance as if Fred Astair was still breathing.
Damn!I forgot I can't dance
There ruins my plans to be a big star and get into pornstar pants.
Maybe I'll be a rock star....I can't play...
Ok I'll probably be a writer, forgot no one understands my stuff so they won't take a second glance.
I'll just be me, I'm stuck, and I can't hear what HE has to say.