"Denim" lyrics

"Denim"

I didn't know it would be this hard
'Cause some of these clothes still have their tags
But I didn't grow just to come this far
To dream about silk and settle for rags

Well what can I say, when old habits break
And these clothes don't give as much as they take
What can I do when I don't know who
I am beyond who I've been with all of you

I guess I assumed they could coexist
A delusional blend of safety and risk
I guess I imagined this denim would always fit
Blissful ignorance
But denim don't stretch just to make it fit in
Perhaps we could learn from it

Well what can I say, when old habits break
And these clothes don't give as much as they take
What can I do when I don't know who
I am beyond who I've been with all of you

Well what can I say, when old habits break
And these clothes don't give as much as they take
What can I do when I don't know who
I am beyond who I've been with all of you


Writer(s): Gatton Hudson, Cherish Varlack
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