do you think the mics the same
when i talk to your brain
so you're playing hard to get
or you don't wanna play the game
so i'll help you out through thick and thin
like the dog in the story called 'rin tin tin'
so my rhymes are fast coming up from the past
cause i don't won't to be last
you got nothing left to say
you're asking me if i'm ok
well i use't to be 'till you came my way
i'm sweating and sure i bluse
not because i'm shy but i'm furious
and now you asked me if i'm ok
i'm stepping out that door boy
you got nothing left to say
if you're feeling stressed
are you feeling depressed
pleased to be going in the likes of the morning
you never let you feelings go to tell what i need to know
now you asking me 'please don't go'
now it's to late because there's no more fate
you got nothing left to say