By Arcassin Burnham




Where my heart on my sleeve,
And I ain't rolling them up,
Call it a jean jacket,
I don't even zip up,
Red skies are afar,
Just sit back and look up,
Red skies are afar,
Just sit back and look up,

Where my heart on my sleeve,
And I ain't rolling them up,
Call it a jean jacket,
I don't even zip up,
Red skies are afar,
Just sit back and look up,
Red skies are afar,
Just sit back and look up,

Where my heart on my sleeve,
And I ain't rolling them up,
Call it a jean jacket,
I don't even zip up,
Red skies are afar,
Just sit back and look up,
Red skies are afar,
Just sit back and look up,
I swear I can put eat a lot,
And not throw up,
And if do,
Then reputation is messed up,
I don't see,
Why you even look up,
To me,
If a figment of imagination ***** ups.