That's so long lasting like my lipstick
That's so short tasty like the chewing gum
My jaws and tongue shout that I'm wasted
My black ripped jeans tell me that I'm too young
There's one of whispers that I hate so much
It tells me that I'm strong, but when I'm weak
I know it lies, it's thing that I can't touch
I know it lies, it tells another things
I love my shoes, I love my black longsleeve
I love it cause I feel it makes me warm
But also I feel that it helps me sleep
Because with it I feel I'm not alone
I like black clothes, like green mint tea
I like my T-shirt cause it's very well
So I can be myself, not empty
My clothes - my shelter where I stay