Every morning I get up
Looking to the mirror
Full or empty is my cup
Nobody or hero?
Am I gonna take a chance
Spinning wheel of fortune
Or my chemical romance
Leaves with fair portion?
Beauty stands still in the eyes of beholder
No one really cares - people’r getting older
Every evening in the bed
I sum up my sledding
Thoughts are scurrying breaking bad
Causing teary shedding
Where I have to be on time
For the place under the Sun?
Would I meet a pal in crime
Should I sleep or could I run?
Beauty stands still in the eyes of beholder
No one really cares - people’r getting older
Beholder
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