Me I've Made
Another rip in the seams
Another hole in the fabric opens
Got my needle with me
To patch a piece for the life I've chosen
Working every day
To love the me I've made
My cracks are flowing in streams
Shattered and battered by stories told and
I fill them golden to bring
A stronger vessel to gaze and bolden
Working every day
To love the me I've made
And I hold
A plaster soul
Born to be original
And incubate my dreams
The more I grow
The more I get to decorate
And be what I believe
In the me I've made
I'm cooking up self esteem
A healthy dose of determination
A little dash of conceit
And just a pinch of some love and patience
Working every day
Constantly
To love the me I've made
And I hold
A plaster soul
Born to be original
And incubate my dreams
The more I grow
The more I get to decorate
And be what I believe
In the me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
No perfect isn't fair
But I promised I would swear
I'd work until I can see
That I'm beyond compare
Weathered, worn out, and waned
A vintage body to early broken
My eyes are heavy and drained
But I rejoice for the time they're open
Working every day
Constantly
To love the me I've made
Working every day
To love the me I've made
The me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
Another hole in the fabric opens
Got my needle with me
To patch a piece for the life I've chosen
Working every day
To love the me I've made
My cracks are flowing in streams
Shattered and battered by stories told and
I fill them golden to bring
A stronger vessel to gaze and bolden
Working every day
To love the me I've made
And I hold
A plaster soul
Born to be original
And incubate my dreams
The more I grow
The more I get to decorate
And be what I believe
In the me I've made
I'm cooking up self esteem
A healthy dose of determination
A little dash of conceit
And just a pinch of some love and patience
Working every day
Constantly
To love the me I've made
And I hold
A plaster soul
Born to be original
And incubate my dreams
The more I grow
The more I get to decorate
And be what I believe
In the me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
No perfect isn't fair
But I promised I would swear
I'd work until I can see
That I'm beyond compare
Weathered, worn out, and waned
A vintage body to early broken
My eyes are heavy and drained
But I rejoice for the time they're open
Working every day
Constantly
To love the me I've made
Working every day
To love the me I've made
The me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
Me I've made
Credits
Writer(s): David Bays
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