You're like a rocket in my mind
That's waiting to define everything about me no one knew
And you stick like a poster on my wall
As if you dont wanna move
I got no money in my pocket
Nobody to rock with but you
But you know me I don't seem to roll
Somehow we managed to get through
People come and people go
And people gonna come some more
They pick a fight
But it's alright
At least I get to see
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