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Dear Michelle Jackson

I stalk from the tree tops all night-long
Focusin' and a-dribblin' and not admitting I'm wrong  
All the strange voices, heard in my stalkers mind  
Love to hear the guy say, just find her, find her, just find  
 
Me, I mean the two of us, need help for sure  
We both found what we've been searching for  
With one obsessed stranger to call by phone  
She'll never be annoyed  
And you my friend will scream  
When you've got a friend like me  
(When you've got a friend like me)  
 
I'm more like a bandits gun, from a failed robbery heist  
You said, "Don't come." But, what do you mean, I shoot with blanks?  
Who will show you the way to unlock your vault?  
Michelle Jackson said, I'm the gun, who would fire in the sky and miss the air  
 
Michelle, stay awhile  
You're the one  
That I've been stalkin' before  
Michelle, when you dial  
All around me sirens  
We start to crawl  
 
Stay all night  
Keep the cling so tight  
Get the picture Mich?  
Nobody's getting a smell of you tonight  
Your surname is mine  
Gonna take you tonight  
 
Just flash your ID  
At customs boom gate  
I'm watchin' you  
So nervous, I feel  
Gonna take your name  
Don't pretend to obey  
 
Oh please, Oh please  
Mich, play out my dream for me, all right?  
 
Provocative  
For girls, women  
And the naive ones  
Causing grief In  
Human trust  
It's a lonely war  
On a global scale  
I'd rather feel fear  
On a faulty plane  
See, it's not about them  
Just a sick gen  
 
When  
Not knowing anytime  
If your being watched  
It's when you get a shiver  
I've felt that so very often  
In bed, I laid  
I'm not going to spend  
My days being afraid  
 
You fucked my world, you know you did  
And everything I owned, you took (You fucked my world)  
The innocent love, who'd you think you would find  
Someone like you, who say, they are mine (You fucked my world)  
 
I hate the way how you're stalking me  
It doesn't matter how you're looking at me  
I hate the way how I'm fearing you  
It doesn't matter how you're thinking of me  
I hate the way how you're treating me  
It doesn't matter how you're obsessed with me  
I hate the way how you're distressing me  
It doesn't matter how you are thinking of me  
 
I roam around, I'm suffering like so many do  
When I see you better during the day  
Your dancing in full view  
You dance around in the strangest way  
So take off that dress, so I can see the true Mich  
 
I've got your phone number  
And, nobody is your friend  
Look who took an interest in you  
For seven months on end  
 
Love is in the air  
Love will make me right  
I've got your number  
And only I will call you tonight.
Written by Fetchitnow
Published | Edited 20th Oct 2019
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© Fetchitnow
17 October 2019.
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