Does It Fit?
This isn't us
this job this dress
We work better being our self
which this is usually with the guys
We thought we could make this work
maybe we still can
We have so much tied up in it now
we have to
Just push through
you're used to that
Maybe one day
we can do what we like
And maybe one day
what we want
Until then what needs to be done
is what will have to do
Who knows
one day it might feel like it fits me
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