I lost my touch long ago with the real me
Chain smoking sack of bones runnin on empty
Blood pumps dust turned mud in veins after the whisky
Im truth I know who I should be
Happy smiling even fucking carefree
But I broke down roadside and nobody see's me
I can still put on a show and smile for the freindly
That heart on sleeve is now in a coffin
I wore it so long but it just kept fallin
Now its hid deep down, no unlocking
The keys were swallowed with baileys and coffee
But i know one day we will reconcile
The boy withered frame and that boy's genuine smile
The road is steep and swamped with trial
You may see us both after a while.
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