You're Now My Shadow

Are you really that desperate for a rocker?
That you have to steal the one that’s mine
Or poorly try….

You’re a cheap, fake marionette of me
And then you say you’re you
And the laugh brushes my lips again
Because of the ludicrousness of your words

People are already against me and him
I don’t need an insider too

You’re becoming one of “them”
The ones we make fun of…
Remember?
And you’re now one of them!

I can really only say
I miss the old K.C….





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