floating down a river...
When they look at you,
Hey, she's got it all figured out.
You walk with your head held high,
Walking with your false security,
Just to see where it will get you,
It's gotten you this far already,
One of these days that one-trick pony's gonna throw you off,
And your Fourth of July parade will run into a rainstorm,
And the actress who plays you will be revealed,
For everyone to see,
Vulnerable and exposed with the spotlight shining bright,
And then when they look at you,
That's the girl who used to have it all together.
What happened to her?
"I've got nothing left to hide except for what's inside. I keep it all locked up in this prison we call love."-Sugarcult