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Elliott Smith First Timer

I'm a first timer Wishing I was someone else When I see you by yourself In a cold riddle Where you find yourself not blocked By the doors you locked

I'm a first timer, wishing i was someone else when i see you by yourself in a corridor where you find yourself now blocked by a door you locked you won

I'm a first timer, wishing i was someone else when i see you by yourself in a corridor where you find yourself now blocked by a door you locked you