I can't compete with the dirty pearls
and the prom dresses from 1938
I can't compete, I can't compete
My mind is supple like that coffee ripple
on the way to my tongue
between my teeth
it's not as long of a road
as it used to be
Oh Lawd me
I recalled today that my purpose here is to try different styles. So here goes... The mirror has stripped me of my superstition which was ro...