Everybody looks at me
Like they're so surprised that I can breathe.
I need to get out of this town.
I need to run for miles now.
And all my lack of style, I blame on him. b7?6184?3171522h??3m
And all I want is this
I need to have my time.
But I'm glued, I'm glued to the script.
Everybody looks at me
Then turns to their friend and says something.
I hate this town and my new life.
I'm tired of waiting all the time.
And all my lack of skill, I blame on him. b7?6184?3171522h??3m
And all I ask is this
I need to feel alive
But you're glued, you're glued to the script.
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