oh Nash

This is my face
covered in freckles
with the occasional spot and some veins
This is my body
Covered in skin
but not all of it you can see
And this is my mind
it goes over and over the same old lines
And this is my brain
it's torturous
Analytical thoughts make me go insane

I use mouth wash
sometimes I floss
I've got a family
and I drink cups of tea
I've got nostalgic pavements
I've got familiar faces
and I've got a mixed up memory
and I've got favorite places

And I'm singing at home on a Friday night
And I'm singing at home on a Friday night

And I'm singing at home on a Friday night
And I hope every thing's gonna be alright
And I'm singing at home on a Friday night
And I hope every thing's gonna be alright

This is my face
I've got a thousand opinion
And not the time,the time to explain
And this is my body
And no matter how you try to disable it
I'll still be here
And this is my mind
And though you try to infringe it
You can not confine
And this is my brain
And even if you try and hold me back
There's nothing that you can gain

Because I use mouthwash
sometimes I floss
I've got a family
And I drink cups of tea

I've got nostalgic pavements
I've got familiar places
And I've got mixed up memories
And I've got favorite places

{This song definitely sums it up for me}