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Mesmerized

The day you’re staring back into my eyes it will be through your TV.

A beautiful monster is whom you’ll see

Acting so viciously you’d think I was a bee.

I’ll have you beg as if asking for a plea,

But overall you’ll see I’ve become better than thee

 You must agree

The day you’re staring back into my eyes it won’t be in the warmth of your affection

But rather on your favorite couch

Where you grew that pouch.

You’ll sit and listen, the beat will go on and on

I’ll be in your head hereon

The day you’re staring back into my eyes you won’t see my innocent soul

You’ll see my wicked side that I can’t control.

That was four years ago when you let me go

When I felt below and fell into a black hole.

I must admit you seemed a good man,

 But as I stare at you now

All I see is a sausage roll

With an ugly mole.

The day you’re staring back into my eyes I’ll be telling a story of which you are the star.

The audience will sit in awe of how awful you are.

They’ll think of you as bizarre.

I’ll speak loudly and proudly

 You’d never know I had a scar.

I’ll be stunning and wealthy in my new car

Poor you all you have is an acoustic guitar.

I’ll inspire the world even those at the bar,

As you sit in despair eating out of the old cookie jar.

The day you’re staring back into my eyes

 You’ll be surprised.

The day you’re staring back at me

You’ll be mesmerized.