Dimineata. And you measure for wealth by the things you can hold And you measure for love by the sweet things youre told And you live in the past or a dream that youre in And your selfishness is your cardinal sin. And you want to be held with highest regard It delights you so much if hes trying so hard And you try to conceal your ordinary ways With a smile or a shrug or some stolen cliche. But dont you understand And dont you look about Im trying to take nothing from you So why should you act so put out for me? Cause emotionally youre the same basic trip And you know that I know of the times that youve slipped So dont try to impress me, youre just pins and paint And dont try to charm me with things that you aint. And dont try to enchant me with your manner of dress Cause a monkey in silk is a monkey no less So measure for measure reflect on my said And when I wont see you then measure it dead.
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 06:38:57 +0000
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