The organ in my body that trouble me myself and I.Come to think of even other are involved.
Its grown accustomed to the wrong, been in the game for quite to long.I have tried changing the symphony of the song but the beat just made me play along...
I have tried my best to keep it shut but am loosing count of souls I've hurt. Now I stand my heart torn apart.For the drawings by my mouth are a boring piece of art.
They tell me each day.Watch what u say.But with you I don't get to choose when to press play.
Just when u mess up they say am falling astray, and one funny act I just can't push u away .
Since it's clear you and I are a pack,we have to learn to move together as one duck.
Because forever with u I am stuck and your mistakes I just have to pluck.
Mouth listen to me really hard.The words I tell you might make you mad.But am not ready to be called bad.So we have to work together my fair lad.
Funny enough you're my favourite mistake
You're mine I'll have to partake
Many at times I curse, Many at times I rebuke, Many at times I hate but what can I trace.....
