I know
There are problems
I try but I can't look away
I know there be just one getting now (?)
Maybe I'll be acceptable someday
Till them
I'm trying
But I keep getting in my way
It's not...
When it's so loud
Can I be what I should and what I make?
There's heaven in the way out of it
There's heaven in the way our of it
At least that's why them break
On black stain
On black stain
They're always watching
I fear thought I know that's alive
But I'll be born
Would be old as at all
Is this way that I feel lonely mind?
I only wanted to be good enough
Good enough
To be somebody for everyone
Everyone
Thought of everybody thinks of this
Then what's cannot be left of me?
I can't be everybody's masterpiece
Masterpiece
But I'm trying so damn hard to please
Hard to please
I need to ask what do I want from me
Want from me
Thoughts are never really just for me
Just for me
There's heaven in the way out of it
There's heaven in the way our of it
At least that's why them break
On black stain
On black stain
I only wanted to be good enough
Good enough
To be somebody for everyone
Everyone
I can't be everybody's masterpiece
Masterpiece
But I'm trying so damn hard to please

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