Heather Headgear

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THIS is why I'm known as Headgear, thanks to Mugshot (RIP)
I came into this world on December 14th, 1988.
I'll be your best friend if you take me to Taco Bell.
I probably remind you of someone, somewhere.
I've got it all figured out for right now.
I don't plan on taking chances with the cards I've been dealt.
Wishful thinking is the only thing I've got.
I live for the open road, the next best show, and not knowing where I'll end up next.
Day out, day in.
It's the alarm versus me and the snooze button wins.
I've been waking all my life to become what I'm going to be.
I'm a crone, a headstone.
Day out, day in and begin again.
Cash out, cash in.
I can burn all I earn on some weakness or whim.
Without thinking I'm a mark for their marketing plans.
I'm Americancer, a Myspace romancer.
Cash out, cash in and begin again.
Give out, give in.
If a man's hands show his trade does it suit me then?
This papercut skin that makes me wince with each hand
I'm required to
shake, shake, shake, shake.
I call time out.
Olly Olly oxen free.