Give it up whatever holds you down
Rip it out although it breaks your skin
Paint it black then pull yourself out of the
whole damn mess
Read the sign that says come back soon
But turn your back and laugh about the stores
Grab your woes a silver toothbrush, and a red silk dress
People talk
You just keep on walking
They don't know how you feel
People talk
You just keep on walking
They don't know how you feel
Subway crowds and supermarket lights
Traffic fumes that slice into your lungs
Vacant stares from perfect strangers in the city heat
God is one that sounds like the truth
There's a plan and still we must behave
I suppose there's certain secrets
You just don't repeat
People talk
You just keep on walking
They don't know how you feel
People talk
You just keep on walking
They don't know how you feel
Give it up whatever holds you down
Rip it out although it breaks your skin
Pain it black then pull yourself out of the
whole damn mess
People talk
You just keep on walking
They don't know how you feel
People talk
You just keep on walking
They don't know how you feel
People talk
You just keep on walking
People talk
You just keep on walking

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