Egg me on,
Bring me down,
Throw a punch,
Make me frown.
Show me life,
The way its meant,
With harsh disarmament,
You’re worth half a cent.
Tell me more,
Listen to nothing,
Totally ignore,
My statement of meaning.
When i'm left alone,
Things are fine,
Without you here,
You might be worth a dime.
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