IRC-Galleria

This is my face,
Covered in freckles with the occasional spot and some veins.
This is my body,
Covered in skin and not all of it you can see,
and this is my mind,
It goes over and over the same old lies.
And this is my brain,
Its torturous analytical force
Makes me go insane.

I've got nostalgic pavements,
I've got familiar faces,
I've got mixed up memories,
and I've got favourite places.

And I'm singing Uh Oh on a friday night,
And I hope everything is gonna be alright.

This is my face,
I've got a thousand opinions,
and half the time im trying to explain.
And this is my body,
no matter how you try and disable it,
Yes, I'll still be here.
And this is my mind,
And although you try to infringe you cannot confine.
And this is my brain,
and even if you try and hold me back theres nothing that you can gain.

I use mouthwash,
Sometimes I floss,
I've got a family and I drink cups of tea.