Quit calling me out, I'd rather wait
Spend my time, when my stride is overwhelming me
So did I, all crossed up in my story. I'm not sure, you're looking for it
I owe you one
I can't see one imperfection. Adjusting my sleeves, to fold my arms
Where no one here's done anything brave and I'm always the one, always left alone
Quit calling me out, I'd rather fake it
Simplified, when my mind's been keeping me up....
Days and nights, where I can feel my heartbeat sink
For the life of me or for a better life
With me, flying away, down that depth set passage, feeling sorry for myself
No one could say, much of anything, I am anything, and I can’t
When I can't see one imperfection. I can't, and I am always the one, always left alone.
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