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Work′s rough

I don't work enoughCould be cuz I′m lazy

Last week's hazy

'Least I′m doin′ stuff

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Does anybody really care

Yeah it sounds pretentious

Conscientious

But I need to share

Maybe I like the attention

But nowadays that's just convention

Can′t blame me for wanting more

It's no fun it there′s no score

I've become my own invention

Make up

Facade

Nothing seems odd

They don′t ask a question

Bout intention

Cuz they don't see flaws

More skin

Be real

Increase appeal

Princess don't you know that

You′re the show

Don′t matter how you feel

Maybe I like the attention

But nowadays that's just convention

Can′t blame me for wanting more

It's no fun it there′s no score

I've become my own invention

Couldn′t ever be dismissed

When "too far" doesn't exist

Motive still unknown

Fuck your comfort zone

Don't know why but I persist

Maybe I should be more careless

About perceived measures of success

Massive crowds that you can′t see

But I′ll make them all see me

This is my affair with excess