Love playing with your hair on the stair as it all falls in your face Hate walking in flares cos of stares and they leave an ugly taste Dew drops as they care i fell for the fairs and the record case Can't tell me you care i swear that it falls down in your space Oh i gotta feeling that its stealing my fame Oh i gotta know that I'm unspoken in grace Oh its such a feeling if you feel it its fake Oh why do they hate me do they break me in space
