How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in

I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms

Always classy Never trashy Kinda sassy Sweet thing Ashley

Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke

Two is one One is none That’s the world we live in Relative Perspective

Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head

There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you