there no consequences
he is the guy with intelligence
he is the guy with intelligence
gentle heart and treat me like art
i know that it would be hard to forget ya
but i will always recall how i met ya
how i stumble out the wheelchair into your care
how you pick me up like a coffee cup eat every monument up when i hang around with ya
yeah i remember how you put on those damn Pampers
dident even felt awkward because you made me feel so dapper
how you wash my body clean wore quite an embarrassing dream
kneel by my bed with the loveliest flowers cover and why cant my heart
recover - thinking i find an lover and i hate that i had to find closure
basically kicked out from the only safe place i been ( to sum it , retirement wore an dream )
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