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Pink clothes on my bones Having you getting stoned, you left early Barely 13 Tickles in my nose Guess you've called it snow I feel dirty Still too early I'm on my own way, dance, you there But I'm just trying to cushion the fear I'm on my own way, dance, you there But I'm just trying to cushion the fear I wish that we could do it over Get it right this time I wish I would've held you closer 'Cause I swear sometimes I feel old, overgrown Like there's mold on my own name I feel okay Then I don't I'm on my own way, dance, you there But I'm just trying to cushion the fear I'm on my own way, dance, you there But I'm just trying to cushion– I'm on my own way, dance But I'm just trying to cushion– I'm on my own way, dance But I'm just trying to cushion– I'm on my own way, dance, you there But I'm just trying to cushion the fear I'm on my own way, dance But I'm just trying to cushion– I'm on my own way, dance, you there But I'm just trying to cushion– I'm on my own way, dance But I'm just trying to cushion–