Simons Final Thought Lyrics by Prozzak

Simons Final Thought Lyrics

    Something is wrong with me
    Can't seem to get to sleep
    I've got a strange disease
    Words tumble out of me
    Careless and clumsily
    Nothing is what it seems
    Passing my time planning the crime
    Of stealing your heart away from you
    Wondering if i could rock you a rhyme
    To convince you to marry me
    Ya i've got a strange disease

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