Jody And I
The voices are getting loud
I try to scream I try to shout
I feel so lost I'm so high
Up in the clouds
dazed and confused running blind
Crying, trying I'd rather
Be up in the sky
Upon my heavenly high
But instead I'm drowning
deep inside of my my own mind
What a lovely misery life
I call it my life among
these beautiful ryhmes with Jody and I
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