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I panicked,

I gave what I got and I landed,

I lived on the top of the Atlantic,

I’m stranded,

all in an ocean of gloss.

It’s romantic

with m

y head on the block,

my advantage,

I gave you the walk of my land but, I’ve had it,

I couldn’t accept what I’d lost.

So, listen...

Where are your standards?

You can’t be the lock to my heaven,

I won’t let you talk at my wedding,

it’s too heavy,

and it’ll

probably be dead anyway.

Where are my manners?

You’re welcome aboard my brain.

I can’t be the lord of my manor,

it’s a shambles,

but I’d hardly let love in the way.

So, listen...