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Lame
There's a tall mullato boy i know
and he comes to every party, stands alone.
In viewing them the rest, the corner of his glance,
it gets so clear. He's not judging anyone.
The way his arms float around his cage, he's caged.
Canary sings, silently brings his voice to rage.
the way they stop and stare, the way they turn their heads,
it's enough to make him want to run away,
but he stays, he stands his ground.
And I, I'm so damn lame.
The way I condescend without ever knowing his name.
He keeps it in a box,
hangs it from his ear,
looks at everyone
without the slightest fear;
it's making me so ashamed.
Slender body slipped through his glance;
I don't give it a single chance.
The way he's rocking back and forth
makes a buzzing in my ear,
constantly reminding me
that I never stopped to hear
him say, "hello." (hello)
And I, I'm so damn lame,
like a moth bumping off his godless flame.
I cannot condescend, even apprehend what comes over me
when I see his shameless face.
So rage, please rage against me.
Beat me down, beat me down
forgive me for what I've done.
I'm so lame, I'm so lame, etc...
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I'm so lame, I'm so lame, etc...
forgive me for what I've done.
Beat me down, beat me down
So rage, please rage against me.
when I see his shameless face.
I cannot condescend, even apprehend what comes over me
like a moth bumping off his godless flame.
And I, I'm so damn lame,
him say, "hello." (hello)
that I never stopped to hear
constantly reminding me
makes a buzzing in my ear,
The way he's rocking back and forth
I don't give it a single chance.
Slender body slipped through his glance;
it's making me so ashamed.
without the slightest fear;
looks at everyone
hangs it from his ear,
He keeps it in a box,
The way I condescend without ever knowing his name.
And I, I'm so damn lame.
but he stays, he stands his ground.
it's enough to make him want to run away,
the way they stop and stare, the way they turn their heads,
Canary sings, silently brings his voice to rage.
The way his arms float around his cage, he's caged.
it gets so clear. He's not judging anyone.
In viewing them the rest, the corner of his glance,
and he comes to every party, stands alone.
There's a tall mullato boy i know
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