he got a way to make me feel like i am his
and i am not even , his
i know pathetic , but the way you to took care
wore sure you this couldn't be just a carrier
this must be something beyond , maybe love ?
maybe God sent an angel to watch me to call my own ?
i mean , you sure damn look like one ¨
how you help me up when i fell out the wheelchair
this wore when i knew what kinda man
you are , you not a local star - you are superstar
how you handed my a compliment when i felt
sad about my baldness and being a complete mess
yeah you remind me flawless
is a perfection is a disease of the nation
and i dont like that combination
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