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Straighten up my for my mother and mirrors
The of a posture I'm dying to know
like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
Reciting all my rehearsed lines to closing door
Thought a change of scenery would me feel better
Moved four hundred miles away, I'm still at the floor
And feeling useless as a mime in a counseling
Here's a million mute expressions, here's the one where I on my words
Then in the church with the answers
Ah Ah bless me with tired acronyms
They good on the overhead slide
saving lives
Works time
Coughing courtesy up in a of indifference
And lapping up the lie with an tongue
I'm polishing my eyelids with a hand on shoulder
Scripted always kills concern
Sick of coming with the TV mumbling
There to be a time when you spoke to me with words
I'm swearing up and down saying a commitment
And toasting new saying sorry I thought it would work
All my speech is riddled annulment
I'm sorry, I'm just doing what I I should
I'm my things and I'm leaving for good in November
I don't when I'll talk to you
I guess when our eyes have finally died
I want to try