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I'm not tryin' to ruin your fun
You're just a little bit late
I guess you're already done
There's this feeling I can't shake 'cause I'm too dumb
I'm never doing the right thing so I'm so stuck
If you see me in America I might say hi
But if you meet me out in Europe I'm a talkative guy
Maybe we'll talk over scones over lunch some time
And I've never been to France but it might be nice
But I can't take this paparazzi, I fall to my knees
It's like the camera's always out and always starin' at me
And if I say the wrong thing, they'll cut my tongue 'til it bleeds
Always whippin' up their pitchforks when you try to speak
But that couldn't be me
Next day I'm walkin' the road, kickin' rocks
My life's the worst story told
I put my heart in the safe, yeah its locked never sold
Told me stay patient, now the visions unfold
Ain't hit my line when I slept out way in the cold
Wonder where did I go
Written by: croail the goat
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