Naive

I've found so many answers but I still have no questions
My feet are feeling tired but my legs they are restless


Don't laugh at me it's making me cry
I know I shouldn't care about it but it hurts me inside
Don't laugh at me it's making me cry


Let me be who I am, let me be naive


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