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PEOPLE CALL ME CRAZY

PEOPLE CALL ME CRAZY

Why does everything I look at so hazy
Maybe because some people call me crazy
I'm not I am the same as you
Just ask me, and see what I can do
Don't ask me to fly, I still held down
My wings are not fully grown
My best friend is my mirror
Every time I look, he appears
Sometimes he needs a shave
I tell him to shave and don't misbehave
We always' see eye to eye
And he never questions me why
PEOPLE CALL ME CRAZY
He Is always there when I need him to see
He's my best bud, especially when he winks at me
I know everything will be ok, because he is always there
If I get scared, he tells me life is not always fare
I trust everything he tells me
Any troubles just let them be
I tell everyone trust in what you see and hear
Your buddy will never lie to you, and always be near
No need to ever be lazy
Enjoy your friend, even if people think your crazy

PEOPLE CALL ME CRAZY




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