pretending that it's a game
hiding hands inside the sleeves
(the feet)
(it hurts)
now we'll have to come back again
one more sip out any beer
original out any mold
(the heart)
(don't hurt)
now we'll have to keep on again
now i'll try on my own old road
what i'm seeking, it's not for you
what i'm getting is just for me
selfish-egotist
just egocentric
i'll get in there,
i'll pay, the price, i swear
i care
and i'll do
for you
don't look up there
i'm so fine, with my own
my dad, my mom
my dear sister
we do and we'll make
and it's only for you
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