I look different every time you see me
Maybe it’s you who sees me different every time
I leave my baggage at the door no matter what
I’m working the room, making people feel good
And I know we’re true
I’ve paid my money
And I think you have, too
Haven’t you, honey?
Dentists are circling
And it’s dark, and we’re lost
And the spit of a vulture just landed on me
At what cost?
In the long way round, and the shortcut as well
On rings of experience, and secrets to tell
Unlike you, you’re the same, any time again
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