My Outfit

I don't wear shit on my sleeve
I'm way too scared of my feelings
I don't wear shit on my sleeve
I know you'd never believe me

The shoes on my feet are insane
Just like the depths of my brain (And)
The shoes on my feet are insane
But they always keep me awake

My outfits don't mean anything
I spit out whatever you feed me
"I thought mine up in a dream"
Well I haven't dreamt in a century

I keep my hat on my head
Just so my hair never wets
I tie my hood by the strings
So nobody can really see me

I'm so done
I'm giving up
I'm down on my luck
I don't give a-

Please don't judge
I just want love
They just want bucks
So they can-

I won't budge until I'm numb enough to fall without me bruising
I'll just keep losing
I'm so dumb let's just run it up before I go and screw it
I always do it

My outfits don't mean anything
That's what I'm trying to tell you
Please don't get under my wing
Even though they might compel you

I'm not a big fan of jewelry
But I like attention and beauty
So I put it on
Not for too long
Then I get back to my duties



Credits
Writer(s): Aram Kasabian
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