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The poet's a genius,
Its something I don't see,
Why would a genius be trippin on me?
And there's looking and another ,
Why he can't see is that
I'm looking through his eyes,
So many lies behind his eyes.
N tell me stories from your past,
And sing me songs you wrote before.
I tell you this my Poison Prince,
You'll soon be knocking on Heaven's door.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
With your eyes in daze.
Some kind of Poison Prince,
Your life is like a maze.
And what we all want
and what we all crave,
Is an upbeat song,
So that we can dance the night away.
Who said life was easy,