I feel matallic, modern, and clean
But I wasn't made to be like listerine
I want the warmth of the sun on my back
And no one but god telling me how to act
I just wanna slow down my heart
Walk at the pace of the breeze
I just wanna slow down my mind
To rest like a bird in the trees yeah
I wanna show people that they're accepted
While at the same time I tell me im ejected (what?)
I want the cool of the day on my sleeve
And no one but God telling me when to leave
I just wanna slow down my heart
Walk at the pace of the breeze
I just wanna slow down my mind
Rest like a bird in the trees
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