Her Everyday Sweater

As I stand on my feet on the inside of the city Stand as tall as I can, look bright like the many lights; look pretty The taxi drivers sped up and my face covers with hairs Everyone sees me, but no one cares Looking down at my boots, enjoying its cheap perfection and memories, Walk straight, wherever I may go, will be an adventure If I have to make it up to this world, I might as well get to know it a little better Take it from the girl who finds comfort in her everyday sweater