You have to act professional
You have to cross your legs and smile
The words in your mouth are fake
They're proper
The sounds are plastic
Your poise is modeled
Limbs glazed over
I know you're not real
I know when everyone leaves you *****
You have to lie
They're setting you up
The crowd of eyes
Mar 24, 2012
Mar 24, 2012 at 9:49 PM UTC
You have to act professional
You have to cross your legs and smile
The words in your mouth are fake
They're proper
The sounds are plastic
Your poise is modeled
Limbs glazed over
I know you're not real
I know when everyone leaves you *****
You have to lie
They're setting you up
The crowd of eyes
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