Is this the place that I want to be Is it you who I want to see Holding on, hold it high, show me everything And you're leaving me, yeah you're leaving me you're leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a comin' here and standing in this state And I'm never really sure if you'll take what I'm saying the right way But I'm not appalled or afraid verbal pocket play Is as discreet as I can muster up to be Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back It isn't me Oh, no, no, no it isn't me I'm more at home in my galaxie
Can I do the things I wanna do That I don't do because of you And I'll take a left and I'll second guess into a total mess
And you're leaving me And you're leaving me you're leaving me with a hated identity
No no no no it isn't me No no no no it isn't me No it isn't me I'm more at home in my galaxie
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