I
I like the color of my hair
I
Got a house, i
I
And her voice is what keeps me here
Feet on ground
Heart in hand
Facing forward
Be yourself
I
No i
So bad...so bad
Cardboard masks of all the people
I
Thrown out with all the rusted, tangled
Dented god damned miseries
You could say i
But if you knew me you
I
And his strength is what makes me cry
Feet on ground
Heart in hand
Facing forward
Be yourself
I
No i
Wanted anything so bad...
So bad
I
I like the color of my hair
I
Got a house, i
I
And her voice is what keeps me here
Feet on ground
Heart in hand
Facing forward
Be yourself
Heart in hand
Feet on ground
Facing forward
Be yourself
Just be yourself
Just be yourself
Feet on ground
Heart in hand
Feet on ground
Heart in hand