Always changing the way you look
I’m not usually one to judge a book
By whats on the outside
But your face looks different every time you leave
I wanna see what’s underneath
You know that my body isn’t just a hollow shell
Until I’m all grown up and
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‘Cause I don’t like this
And you don’t seem to care
Why did I stay alive?
I’m not really trying to die
But I’m not saying its the worst thing that could happen to me now
‘Cause I’m stuck on the five in traffic
On my way to Fresno
To see my friends
They’re all dead on their
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Seem to always be f**in’ rubbernecking with no AC again