It's 6 am and I'm wide awake cuz I can't stop thinking bout the stuff you were sayin' to me and I, I can't let it slide. The paper's not here yet the sun's not up but I'm not afraid to tell you what I feel inside; I had one of those dreams that made it all so. [Clear to me now
I got a whole new perspective.
It's so clear to me now:
you can't treat me that way!
It appears to me how
long you tried to make me think
it was me who was being the fake. ]
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.Sun's going down on a saturday day,
and I feel alright, I feel ok ♥
