Like a bubblegum patch.
I hold myself together.
Just to see how much I can take.
But I'm worn and I'm weathered.
Soon or later I'm bound to spring a leak.
Weak, for those who can't let me fuckin speak.
I'll wipe away those tears for you.
Weak, flex your nuts and make history.
Weak, don't let the world drag you down in misery.
You may look at me as weak.
I'm stronger than you know.
I'm still here.
I haven't thrown in the towel yet.
Still suffering year after year.
I'm no longer able to find a tear.
Weak I'm not.
Weak, not gonna give it another thought.
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