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Like a Professional - Matt Pryor
You really work the room like a blue fashion
You know everyone I'm so uncomfortable
What became of everyone I used to know
Wrote that song for you and I meant every word
At the time you'd kill a man who lost your cigarettes
So then I had the only tangible asset
Go on admit you're just over it
You temper temper like a baby animal
In a cage so long working miracles
I know you have signs to what you're looking for
I hope that works for you I know it leads to ways to
And to fail and trust me
Ahen you fall you will fall hard oh it sails
And you lose sight of who you really are
I must admit I'm just over it
