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Jetlag

My so-called friends

Where are they now

I guess a love that bends

Isnt worth much anyhow



The come and go

And talk their shit

And when I really need to know

All I get is spit in my eye



But the less I know the better

The faster I go jet-setter

I chase around the world

But I never get the girl



But it doesnt really matter if

You wont have any part of this

My scheme Ive devised

Where my team is disguised

And we seem like ordinary guys

But surprise!



Some people want to know

All about my history

And no one seems to care

That none of its noteworthy



But I talked som much as it were

That I made the local news

The boy has got the magic touch

And he cant ever lose



My present situation

Is no longer inspiration

My precious generation

Is killing their time

And behind their backs

Im slipping thru the cracks



Im hardly phased anymore

By your classless ways

It takes more than that to amaze me

These days



I stayed up late

The night before

I slept the whole way on the plane

And now my neck is sore



And it doesnt really bother me

I just cut out any part of me

Thats been bruised

Jetlag /

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