autobiography

you think you know me...word on the street is that you do
you want my history, what others tell you WON'T BE TRUE

i walked a thousand miles while everyone was asleep, nobody's really seen my million subtleties

got stains on my t-shirt and i'm the biggest flirt 
right now i'm solo... but that will be changing eventually
Got bruises on my heart and sometimes I get dark
If you want my auto, want my autobiography
Baby, just ask me

i walked a thousand miles to find one river of peace, i walked a million more to find what this shit means

i laugh more than I cry
you piss me off, good-bye