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In a motelroom dyeing
My hair jet black
I'm a whole new bitch
With tattoos
And a drinking habit
Far from the small child donning
Blonde eyelashes
Thumb sucker to cigarette smoker
Now how does that even happen?
How'd that even happen?
They think I've got it all
Fucking figured out
Been asking how I am
And my whereabouts
Well my friends tell em
Never been better
She's doing really well
Far from the small town dramas
It's all they talk about
It's all they talk about
Thought I could outrun the wind
But it's blowing me right back
Thought I could bury my sins
In a plastic bag
I can't change the clock
Or the reasons why i would
I've braved the gale force
So much longer than I should've
So much longer than I should've
Well I paid all my dues
And I found a little faith
I have a few more tattoos
But I'm mostly still the same
I'm happy, by the way