Regret
1.Why
write a different type of song,
When
you can easy play along,
In
a black dress you’re never wrong.
2.Why
fight against a gold mine,
When
jewels look so divine,
And
medium hair is always fine.
3.Once,
when you’re a lonely singer,
Maybe
the darkest thought will linger:
You
would have looked better in silver.
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