Pink

Pink clothes on my bones
Having you getting stoned, you left early
Barely 13
Tickles in my nose
Guess you've called it snow
I feel dirty
Still too early

I'm on my own way, dance, you there
But I'm just trying to cushion the fear
I'm on my own way, dance, you there
But I'm just trying to cushion the fear

I wish that we could do it over
Get it right this time
I wish I would've held you closer
'Cause I swear sometimes
I feel old, overgrown
Like there's mold on my own name
I feel okay
Then I don't

I'm on my own way, dance, you there
But I'm just trying to cushion the fear
I'm on my own way, dance, you there
But I'm just trying to cushion–

I'm on my own way, dance
But I'm just trying to cushion–
I'm on my own way, dance
But I'm just trying to cushion–

I'm on my own way, dance, you there
But I'm just trying to cushion the fear
I'm on my own way, dance
But I'm just trying to cushion–

I'm on my own way, dance, you there
But I'm just trying to cushion–
I'm on my own way, dance
But I'm just trying to cushion–



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Beerman
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