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Hey Billie Jean, Who is the father?
Say it in black and white
what’s wrong, what’s right?
Yes or no, did you or not?
The truth, Will you or won’t?
But they will talk and talk and talk
Who are they to judge?
All is just a smudge
They don’t care
Who you are, who you were
You were caught in a storm
Took you high above the clouds
They painted you in white
They dressed you in tights
Just two steps to the finishing line
You dropped a bomb in their shrine
They blew up your castle
You built on their grounds
I refuse to believe
The facts that I hear
It won’t speak again
They won’t hear it
And we will forget
The truth…
(A/N | I was not a big fan him as a person because of all the craziness, I liked and listened to his songs. but a friend showed me this link [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mx0Un9K5dKQ ] that really changed my view and respect towards him)
Published 11th Jun 2017
| Edited 6th Sep 2021
Author's Note
I was not a big fan him as a person because of all the craziness, I liked and listened to his songs. but a friend showed me this link [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mx0Un9K5dKQ ] that really changed my view and respect towards him
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