The glass is always half-full through the eyes of a stranger
But my glass has been sipped from far too much
I've been carved from the insides and I've been traced with a stencil
I've been colored outside the lines I've got shoes to fill
Nothings ever what it seems
We're synthetic but I'll take my chances
I will do this for myself
What's been said never really matters
But my glass has been sipped from far too much
I've been carved from the insides and I've been traced with a stencil
I've been colored outside the lines I've got shoes to fill
Nothings ever what it seems
We're synthetic but I'll take my chances
I will do this for myself
What's been said never really matters
( Lautrec )
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