Matt Pryor
Like A Professional
You really work the room like a blue fashionYou know everyoneI'm so uncomfortableWhat became of everyone I used to know?Wrote that song for you and I meant every wordAt the time, you'd kill a man who lost your cigarettesSo then I had the only tangible assetGo on, admit, you're just over itYou temper temper like a baby animalIn a cage so long working miraclesI know you have signs to what you're looking forI hope that works for youI know it leads to ways toAnd to failAnd trust me, when you fall you will fall hardOh, it sailsAnd you lose sight of who you really areI must admit, I'm just over it
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