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im skipping breakfast just to be in bed
the colors of the pavement in the city
used to feel good in my own skin
didn't need the affection
but you've shown me a mirror
and all my broken complexion

it's what i do best
i trip on my own two feet again
and you just end up laughing
and you just end up laughing

well i dreamt it in dreams
oh the gap in the chest punctured deep as the ocean
filled with excess and all the good things i had shipwrecked

it's what i do best
i trick on my feelings in the end
you don't care about it
you don't care about it

in my own skin

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in my own skin

Ruru