Wrong is not so wrong If we’re singing with different words to the same rhythm of a song Different is not so different if when I look at you and the reflections don’t show ‘Opposition’
I’m so happy, in comparison we look as tangerine and orange?
Rules Rules Rules are Rules But I’ll always make an exception just and only for you No lies, and it’s comfortably implied Sounds of me in the mirror, anything else, is simply inferior This is not IGORANCE…
Please excuse me if I am sincerely afraid of a little divergence
