I am this, I am that. I was this, I was that.
A time comes when all that will pass.
Like water under the bridge to nowhere.
Some times you are the nut. At times the wrench.
Never a bolt that latched on to the truth.
Deep down we are all something, something that no one realizes.
A fast bike, a crazy song, rich man's perfumes and what not.
They don't define you my friend.
You are just another face in the crowd.
A time comes when all that will pass.
Like water under the bridge to nowhere.
Some times you are the nut. At times the wrench.
Never a bolt that latched on to the truth.
Deep down we are all something, something that no one realizes.
A fast bike, a crazy song, rich man's perfumes and what not.
They don't define you my friend.
You are just another face in the crowd.
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