Faded like a pair of jeans,
Torn like a paper shredder,
Is where I found myself
And seen my faded life
Passionate contemperment
Seas of wavery lines
The jeans are old and faded
Just like all the lies you told
Honest isn't something you know
And help is something you need,
But inside, your torn just like the
Faded jeans...
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