New Young Pony Club - Gotta Get Into It lyrics

I want to fit

I've got to get into it

Don't make no sense

to hide behind anything

oh how these precious things

their time is wearing thin

i'd make a mold of me

to make a mockery

i'd make a mold of me

to make a mockery

another sky (hey)

to emphasize who you are

a second skin

the label i might have been

oh fill this loving cup

might have to use it up

to take the half of me

would wreck the symmetry