Beats the Band

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Keep my temper, cool off. Keep my tension, heat on. 
I don't mind showing my colors. 
Any yesterdays, and tomorrows. 
I make no bones about them. 
No desire to go on with you, 
nobody can get it's confirmation. 
I wanna be me, I wanna be free. 
I don't need to ask for the moon. 

* And I take a beauty sleep until evening comes. 
Then everything is ready for me. 
I don't shuffle on the street, refinement is mine. 
Nobody can get the jump on me. 
Outdoing myself is my way. 

** And I play with paradox until it's boring. 
Then I can be ready for beating. 
I do stride on the street, refuse all mercy. 
Nobody can get the jump on me. 
Outdoing myself always feeds my soul, feeds my soul. 

Every day and night, every situation. 
I know what I am doing there. 
Any conversation, any fantasies 
Can not keep turning me on. 
Even make a deal with me today, 
nobody can get it's confirmation. 
I don't dress to kill, still I bedevil. 
I don't want a bed of roses. 

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Contributed by Mizura <nazari_mizura@yahoo.com>
http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Bay/3651/index.html

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