18 June, 2009

Press

Cassie

MANIA, MANIA
Oh this hysteria
I”m running circles (can”t stop)
Having sex (no I”m not)
And I”m on the move
You don”t understand (how could you?)
Hey, defenseless just drive
PRESS
Feel a little more careless
Until you have clues of my mental awareness
You may, one day
Have one moment of brilliance
But babe, it”s not fair
I have MILLIONS AND MILLIONS
I can chase unseen things till you lose all your senses
Ha Ha! Were mine even there to begin with?
Always out of the lines, crashing, never breaking
never fading
I CAN”T SIT AROUND WAITING
For your life to catch up

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