For me
I love myself for me
Still got the linens and press the sleeves
But I've got more faith in what I will be
Still sit and stay in the make believe
Still stay in the breaking heart
If I still stay sitting I will break apart
Still here sitting with disbelief
But I still carry it on my sleeve
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