its almost an ironic presence
with your presence i feel at ease
that i can be myself
but with you i get tied up
flustered
i've been told i'm kind of intimidating
at first impression
almost a sense of overconfidence
and pride
at first impression
almost a sense of overconfidence
and pride
but here i have none of that
my wings are torn off
i'm brought back to earth
i got nothing left to show
my wings are torn off
i'm brought back to earth
i got nothing left to show
really it frustrates me
i just can't seem to solve this riddle
like walking onto the court
and suddenly forgetting how to ball
i got no charm, i got no swagger
i am but me
is this the true me?
or do i refuse to show that i've grown
i just can't seem to solve this riddle
like walking onto the court
and suddenly forgetting how to ball
i got no charm, i got no swagger
i am but me
is this the true me?
or do i refuse to show that i've grown

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