The Prince of The Paper - personality

I often ask myself why I don't show you my personality

well it's a big mess you see, it's such a mess being me

well it's a big mess you see, it's such a mess being a...

pessimistic dreamer

who fucks around while being wise

who loves you and hates love

who wants more and has enough.

I think that I'm right and I'm wrong

I feel these feelings and then nothing at all.

But I swore to myself I'd be true to you,

just nineteen years ago I had nothing to prove.

Tear me open and take what you can get

just promise me that I'll never get it back

I am quite pretty and still so young

either way you want it it's supposed to be fun.

Flowers in my hair, you're my abortion

of my past life where dreams were an option

my skin is pale and bright

and I'm still holding tight

to everything they told,

to each and every lie

like the colour of the sky

or that children never die.

I often ask myself why I don't show you my personality

well it's a big mess you see, it's such a mess being me

well it's a big mess you see, it's such a mess being a...

pessimistic dreamer who lacks self control

and either way I want it it's supposed to make me fall.

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