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Blurry vision and a fear of the dark
A patched up tire bound to pop
A coin operated boy, a girl in a box
I collect things I just look at
Intentions never are enough
I'm someone I've been used to
I'd win a hundred on a scratch off
And spend it on a new haircut
I'd tell myself a man's a man
So try not to expect too much
I'd never skip a photobooth
I'd never pass up pumpkin pi
Memorialize my every move
I'd swear to always read the signs
It's something I'd get used to
Everything I wanted to be
Or a sister species
They say ambition's a curse
You make it look so easy
Piled up at your door
I guess it's adding up
But simplicity
It could be enough for me