Subtle Trouble
You were an untamed class clown until you bought me a Double-double
You were a thief that stole my desire on fire in my heart of broken apart rubble
You gave me subtle trouble from the beginning of my existence
You went on with your lazy-busy life that slits like a jagged knife and moved forward in rebellious ignorance
Slow down, wild child
Let's mellow down real mild
Let's be a zealous sun,
Not a jealous son of a gun
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