Samuel Earle - Confusion

To love is to hate, to hate is to love.
To date is to mate, to mate is to date
Joy is for sad, sad is for joy
Man is for woman, woman is for boy
confuse to win, win to confuse
building to fall, buildind stand tall.
I am what am not, am not what i am
My eyes on my toes, my toes in my hand.
The moon in the day, the sun in the night
Stars fall like rain, rain shine like stars

Samuel Earle

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