days go by with thoughts that change
feelings manipulated but still so sincere
this wrecking ball against my heart
a hundred dollars to pass the time
with my selfish, hidden, burning greed
but i am guilty all the same
rainy hair for rainy days
a radiant smile to dry my hands
many nights so rest assured
a joint for me, a joint for you
this was high school's glory days
yes, slowly baking in the sun
my future wife will sleep tonight
she likes to toy with and hide from me
but i will love her just the same
jesus christ he came to me
complaining he was tired of proper posture
wanting nothing but real genuine faith
blues birds they will chirp and sing
not to brighten up our vainglory days
but for their longing of something pure
my friends tell me they all care
they're all liars, they love themselves
but i am fine
that is really fine
because i'm really just like them
i think just like them
their faces are just mirrors
for the likes of me
for the likes of you
and the likes of you
and you
and you
and you
and the likes of you
because i'm really just like them
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