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Sonnet Video (MV)




Performed By: ChikënFist
Length: 3:05
Written by: Dwight Young, Vince Rostkowski




ChikënFist - Sonnet Lyrics




I wrote you a Shakespearean sonnet
It took a year to phrase it just right
Internal rhyme each line I wrote on it
First to last verse, it's bound to excite
Babe, you'll be just smitten
With my juxtaposition
Inspiration struck me like a comet
It's so sincere, can't wait for you to hear...

You'd be so impressed
With my sonnet, I confess
You'd let me in your heart
Where I ought to be
Words can overjoy
Overstate overt and coy
Feelings I can't hide
You revive in me

I hid my work, there's no need to flaunt it
Poems for girls are just a bit cliché
I'd read it now, but somehow it's gone, it
Must have grown legs, got up and ran away
Lost, my fleeting artwork
Goodbye my wit and wry quirks
Well maybe I didn't write you a sonnet
The thought still counts-It's been a busy year...

You'd be so impressed
With my sonnet, I confess
You'd let me in your heart
Where I ought to be
Words can overjoy
Overstate overt and coy
Feelings I can't hide
You revive in me
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I wrote you a Shakespearean sonnet
It took a year to phrase it just right
Internal rhyme each line I wrote on it
First to last verse, it's bound to excite
Babe, you'll be just smitten
With my juxtaposition
Inspiration struck me like a comet
It's so sincere, can't wait for you to hear...

You'd be so impressed
With my sonnet, I confess
You'd let me in your heart
Where I ought to be
Words can overjoy
Overstate overt and coy
Feelings I can't hide
You revive in me

I hid my work, there's no need to flaunt it
Poems for girls are just a bit cliché
I'd read it now, but somehow it's gone, it
Must have grown legs, got up and ran away
Lost, my fleeting artwork
Goodbye my wit and wry quirks
Well maybe I didn't write you a sonnet
The thought still counts-It's been a busy year...

You'd be so impressed
With my sonnet, I confess
You'd let me in your heart
Where I ought to be
Words can overjoy
Overstate overt and coy
Feelings I can't hide
You revive in me
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Writer: Dwight Young, Vince Rostkowski
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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