I've been caught again. Looking out the window, making eye contact with strangers. I shut my mouth again. While I watch you sharpen yours', to puncture through me like a bolo. Go ahead and call me names. Cause' plastic veins don't feel the same. (And I would know). Cause' you and I are both the same. You just choose to call me lame. But, that's okay. Cause' you're ashamed. I'll never change.
released September 13, 2013
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