What Is Your Deepest Fear:
Our deepest Fear,
is not that we are inadequate,
our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
It is not just in some of us,
it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.
This the type of song that make the angels cry,
i look up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know its better on the other side,
you were chosen from the sky
never gon let you go,
Whos Michael Jackson,
Your Michael Jackson,
Im Michael Jackson,
We all Michael Jackson,
I guess what Im asking is everybody bow their head for a legend dont breathe for a second,
now let the air out, grab the hand of somebody you care about,
so you can hear my message, my confession,
someone tell Usher, i seen the moonwalk, i guess the young thriller touched him, like he touched me, like he touched you,
so carry on his legacy, something i must do, so i trust you lighting candles, concrete visuals, me and my brothers listen to jackson 5 in the living room,
first thing i did when i heard was call puff,
cos him and Mike tried to stop the beef between us,
who was us? Me and fifty, that beef is dead, him and Mike Jackson gonna take us to the ledge.
This the type of song that make the angels cry,
i look up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know its better on the other side,
you were chosen from the sky
never gon let you go,
As Im pouring out this liquor candles start to flicker,
when list my air ones, MJ was my nier.
Not the one that play ball, the one with the hollywood star,
and since im a hollywood star im gonna tell you my story,
never had a family that close, never see Barry Gordy walking through interscope,
just like me they always had Mike in a scope,
no matter what you say,
im gonna love him and hes still dope,
let me take you back to 85 when i was in a zone, dancing for my momma thriller jacket with all the zippers on,
now im doing 90 bout to crash in this Aston,
listening to Outcast, Im sorry Mrs Jackson
anything i can ever do to better you your son was our king so we wont Corretta you,
Im writing this letter to all the Jackson kids, we all Jackson kids, time to let us through.
This the type of song that make the angels cry,
i look up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know its better on the other side,
you were chosen from the sky
never gon let you go,
1. Wie ben je?
2. Zijn we vrienden?
3. Wanneer en hoe hebben we elkaar ontmoet?
4. Heb je een crush op mij?
5. Zou je me kussen?
6. Geef me een bijnaam en verklaar waarom je net deze hebt gekozen.
7. Beschrijf me in 1 woord.
8. Wat was je eerste indruk van me?
9. Bekijk je me nog steeds op dezelfde manier?
10. Wat herinnert je aan mij?
11. Als je me iets kon geven, wat zou het zijn?
12. Hoe goed ken je me?
13. Wanneer heb je me voor het laatst gezien?
14. Heb je me ooit iets willen vertellen dat je niet kon...?
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