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You think you know
Got me all figured out
Like a sheet of paper
Against the sun

But I think
I'm more like
That dusty yellow window
That you can't see through
So drive past
What lies within

Within
My little black shell
I hide
With my ammunition of a tongue
Ready
To fire
Upon close proximity

Don't ask why I'm always
So full of shadows
If you can't see beyond my dust
I'm only lilac inside
Just drive past the window