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Take what you want, it's alright,

i need not one girl at my side tonight,

as long as a pen and paper are in sight,

you can leave if you want, it's alright,

destined to be the man of simple words,

determined to soar up high with the birds,

above the filthy nasty herds,

that leave a track of lies and turds,

i fly on past and search for the one,

not leading the pack and not in the back done,

the one who's eyes and hair stand out in the sun,

even when surrounded by clones, she's the one,

but she keeps walking away, never will i be

the man i wish to be with she,

maybe if she cared more about a we,

then she would leave the ground and fly high with me.