This shadow figure, heard about for years
So we waited outside the grocery store for him to appear
In the winter, with holes in our jeans
Oh, what could it mean?
To be a fan of anyone
And to live through that dream
Watch you get bigger
Some kind of solar flare
Now I pay you good money to ignore that I'm there
In your city, with scabs on my knees
Yeah, what could it mean?
So servient for so long
But still I'm obscene
And I know you don't hate yourself
But sometimes you might as well
Oh, what do you mean?
You don't want for anything
Not even me?
You got so disfigured, seemed down and alone
So we waited outside the restaurant
Then we followed him home
In the summer, with no one to please
So what should it mean?
We wear the same haircut
And we buy the same teas
Yeah, I know I don't hate myself
But sometimes I might as well
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