Paroles de Appearance

Sitting pulled aside I'm gonna sit there with my Hands held high Smiling at disaster. On the road, the road less traveled On the road, it's erasing day On the road, the road let's travel and see What there is to be seen. The season is turning It's cold and gray The leaves have all fallen Now you can see into my window It makes me bitter. I kind of want to be seen It's all being about scene It's all looking good for the scene. I don't care I wish i could say that But i'm so damn worried About my appearance It makes me upset Just to be like that I'd make a bet It's sickening you.