These clothes, they don’t fit me right, they cover imperfections but don’t hide what’s inside. These girls, they don’t kiss me right, they look at me through vacant eyes, don’t see what’s inside. And I think I’ll just lay here for a while. Yeah, I think I’ll just lay here. This life, I don’t live it right, I’ll think of ways to pass the time, until time will pass me by. Sway with me.
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