Maker of Me
Click click click
As I close my eyes
My feet make the movement
You can’t hypnotize
My mind is the maker
I have players and rules
I keep to myself
So I can’t make a fool
I won’t judge anyone
Like the neighbor next door
Or the man in the office
Constantly pacing the floor
If I open my mouth
I might speak out of place
But if I stand back
I won’t finish the race
My mind is the maker
I won’t be alarmed
Cause out from the curtain
I cannot be harmed
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