I don't have to be right. I'm just doing what I'm feeling right. That's all that matters.
This ain't be a game, if I don't see it as a game. That is, I mean it
It's true that I'm feeling like a fool when being restless for all the morning.
Which one, what kind, when, where, what, why, how?
Anyway, all of a sudden, it doesn't matter at all, since there is still a go.
It's all right, whenever, wherever, whatever, however, except whoever.
Am I not clear on that? Well, I admit I'm not strong enough. It's not the time, YET.
Don't be late, man. If you're feeling like I'm feeling, then let's get it started.
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