Talking around in way that makes me think it"s all for show but I know you"re pressured. Yeah I know you"re pressured. And they"ll make it seem, I"m frowning upon the person you"re trying to be. It doesn"t mean a thing to me. Caught tripping over your two feet, and your words keep walking steadily. If I"m dazed then you"re confused, and in a smoky haze I wish that you"d see it too. Think I"m perfect. I"m not perfect. I can be imperfect too. (I know that I"m not perfect). Can you figure it out? How a substance rolling freely beside you, can role beside me too? And they"ll make it seem, I"m frowning upon the person you"re trying to be. It doesn"t mean a thing to me. Caught tripping over your two feet, and your words keep walking steadily.