Look around in awe no sound
A sea of bodies
Great view feet on the ground
My label peeling
Art school
Colored hair
Too cool
For me but that's fair
Lay down, I lie again
My pants on fire
Talking so confident
My small empire
My band, somewhere in dinky
My bad, shoulda knew yer busy
Look around in awe no sound
A sea of bodies
Great view feet on the ground
My label peeling
Art school
Colored hair
Too cool
For me but that's fair
Lay down, I lie again
My pants on fire
Talking so confident
My small empire
My band, somewhere in dinky
My bad, shoulda knew yer busy
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