Stale

Can't you be more straight with me
Quit frontin' like you know about everything
Performance of yourself in mind
You wanna cut your hair, sheer the sheep, follow in line
With what you think is cool this time

Melody's all left for dead
Posing for the picture clear skinned and white bread
It's flat and runs right from the gun
Pumping out the product like it's never been done
The plans are all low carb and tan: a brand name band

In one and out the other
Don't need my stale advice

Recite things like a movie line
Make vulnerability seem so Lifetime
Why can't it just feel real this time?



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Writer(s): Sarah Holt
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