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Kryptonite
Me, who am I?
I am Superman
I fly into the most beautiful girl’s heart
And make a stand without being her friend
I do not have an “s” on my chest
But I do have a bulletproof vest against all negative emotions
I am the best, so girl forget the rest
With those eyes of mine I can read your mind
Staring right through the window of your soul
Honey, I am the man with the plan.
It wasn’t until I flew above your head
Then crashed right into the middle of Manhattan
Right in your bed
That I realized that I was just another man
Such energy, brought me “the man”
Right into your hands begging for another chance
Well now, here I am on my knees crying, hoping you will take me back
Because baby you are my kryptonite.
by Landsley Alexandre
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