There are all kinds of emotions running through my head.
I'm worried.
I'm concerned.
I'm on edge.
I'm helpless.
I'm in the dark.
I'm in denial.
I'm waist deep in the big muddy.
I'm left.
I'm right.
I'm smack in the middle.
I'm out of control.
I'm trying to focus.
I'm watching a movie.
I'm listening to Motown.
Here is some old lingering love, it's in my heart, and it's tearing it apart.
Because of these memories I never think of anybody you.
There's always Motown, isn't there.
You are what you eat, and I'm going to bed.
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