Automatic me

I got a jeans that doesn't fits you
And a lot of whys and maybes to drunk me away
I got a megazine that teels me what i need
Well i'm twenty years and i'm not even close
I got a thing you wouldn't like to hear about
And my face brings me back to school again

I got the time aways bugging me
So i faked a cold to be out of reach
And slow down
I'm better off without me

I got many things that tell for sure nothing at all
Or as i grow i've become tired of being stall
I got dressed in vain before you ask me out
There was never a him my mind or a lot of shouts
I got a music player in denial of drugs abuse
And yet i would give what it needs
I got something hidden in my left side
But i forgot what it was into well i don't know

I got the time aways bugging me
So i faked a cold to be out of reach
And slow down
I'm better off without me
I got the time aways bugging me
So i faked a cold to be out of reach
And slow down
I'm better off without the automatic me