Kills me!!!

I try to do what's right for me
But no one sees the way I see
And then I try to please them so
But how far can this pleasing go


Something's soon to come over you
You just can't please the world and yourself
You gotta start doing what's right for you
'Cause life is being happy yourself


Then anda should bless his soul
It's hard to find
A person like you
You're one of a kind
If I were you, I'd change my mind
And start living for me in these changing times


Sometimes I cry 'cause I'm confused
Is this a fact of being used
There is no life for me at all
'Cause I give myself at back and call


Something's soon to come...

Background Info
Written sejak Michael Sherwood, David Paich, and Steve Porcaro during the Thriller sessions and recorded in 1990 as a contender for Michael's album Dangerous, but it wasn't released at the time.

This song then surfaced on the internet towards the end of 2002.

Final version released on the Thriller 25th Anniversary Album.

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