Miniature Microphone In the Phones
i once was courageously brave
unaware and dark with a gaping young heart
it intensely told me, I could be fearlessly bold
and write inflicting lyrics that could change the whole world
well, I didn't believe it of course
until they kept senselessly disappearing
and someone on the radio
was singing my songs (lyrics)
a country star, then a rapper,
then, and then,
until someone vehemently put me in the local hospital
for six days and nights, of five I was unconscious
then I believed that I could write a change
talking about fear and confusing (confusion)
how did they know about me
i never gave my songs to anyone
and no one every gave me a dime...
or a penny
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