Pass me off
If you're not there then what's
The point of going out?
Enough to give your school friends
Something to talk about
Growing up on river street and
Telling me your dreams
Come home
Your eyes alone
A story told about how you
Can't help but feel old
You've got an honest face
It doesn't account for your mistakes
Your hands build beautiful
Things for your mind to destroy
Oh, to have no control
It hurts a lot
Still I'm glad I could connect
I still look good
Her language tells me i've impressed
Muscle, muscle, baby's calling me a god
Gives me everything
I've ever wanted, love protected
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