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Renaissance Man

I was thinkin' 'bout you the other day babe How much I looked forward to talkin' to ya each day You were right when we broke up I don't appreciate a good woman I seem to fall in with the shallow crazies It comes from one too many beatin's Too many people tellin' me I was stupid, as a kid I never would amount to nothing, they said I don't know when my conscience began to die For what reason? Well, I can't remember now why When I was teenage boy I suppose One day my gaze just went low No friendships were in the cards for me Survival was my only thought, to be free I never respected anyone, nor loved It was all about me when push came to shove I ran away and became a warrior at sea Grew to be hard, deadly, and mean I went through women from east to west They served their purpose at best Some call me now a Renaissance man That I have grown wise and kind But I'm really still just that beaten and abused kid Afraid to trust anyone, just trying to survive

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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