January (1/24/19)

A beautiful woman Hides under the makeup She puts on for the tireless camera lens She came here for vanity But found something better The feeling that she could be free Except as soon as she sees this She packs up to leave It doesn't feel how it looks In twenty years don't remind me It feels like I'm chasing a comet While everyone chases me Give me some time To figure this out I don't want to wake up and still Be myself Boy comes home crying At the first day of school Because it's all too new to be real Dad says buck up 'Cause crying's not enough To make all the kids help you fit in Except he's deep underwater And he can't hear the screams It doesn't feel how it looks In twenty years don't remind me It feels like I'm chasing a comet While everyone chases me Give me some time To figure this out I don't want to wake up and still Be myself Oh give me some time To figure this out I don't want to wake up and still Be myself