My Fish Bowl
look i didnt come here to be a sinner or a saint
im not any of that no i aint
im just me myself and i
you know just the regular kinda guy
i do have feelings and i do cry
but look i didnt come here to dream or wish
im gonna do something because im a dam smart fish
and im not gonna be stuck in a glass bowl
screw that, the ocean is my goal
we will put on music of the who
singing along and doing my work at the same time to
it reminds my that we are all strange and odd
and thats ok cause i dont want to be perfect like god
it would be so boring and dull
it would almost be like...living inside a fish bowl
dam
screw that im going to the ocean and thats my goal
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