Same Old

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Me and you, my old school, 

New school to you, 

Still a lot to learn.   

You are afraid not to be hurt, 

I am sure I will be at the end, 

On my level I will try to show you the way.   

Problems all around, 

You are asking to stay, 

My definition is very different.   

Nobody to confirm, 

I could see the past, 

You told me at the end.   

Nothing new to me, 

Just picking things in which I am the first, 

Tired of the game.   

Drinking Hennessey at the back of the club, 

Trying to see familiar face, 

Trying to realize why I got myself on this again.  

Ice, ice, 

I want more to cool me down, 

Nobody knows my body temperature, 

I am boiling, zooming infinity.  

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