Time gone

Things with you
Always had to be different
You've shown a change
And left us to depart
You always wanted control; don't lie
What happened to sincerity and value?
Must of taken a back seat slide....

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You need my ways
You desire my ambition
Too bad they're mine

You want my style
You want my adaptation
You desire my life

Well you can't have it
You organic pervaricate