Shine

itching and scratching;
the whole world's cracking
your lips keep smacking
while your problems keep stacking.

(chorus)
are you interested?
do you care?
let me tell you straight up
that I don't play fair.
am I what you want?
like a gourmet dish?
am I what you need?
am I what you wish?

shine

who coulda knew?
you move to the groove
but it slips right through your soul.
you could like it,
you could love it,
and then you rub-a dub it,
but you're falling in a deep dark hole.

(chorus)

tears in my eye but it's no surprise
that you don't know what to do.
tit for tat
it stinks like a rat
and it all points back to you

(chorus)

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