orange julius erving

I brush my teeth until they bleed
Is this coming clean?
I roll my eyes, repeat that lie again
"Yeah, I'm coming clean"

A new man, a new day
The same plans, the same mistakes
The disgrace on my face
Will stay until the end of days comes

You crash your car into a wall
You say you're nothing, I say
"You're all of everything to me"

A long term plan, an ampersand
Embroidered on a towel in our kitchen
In the light of day, you feel safe to say
"Please stay until the end of days come"

I did not choose you
I was molded in your form
Molded in your form

You spat on dirt
I was born
And I've since been bored my whole sad life



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Writer(s): Daniel Watkins, Martin Headley, William Bowman
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