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Stuck inside of the wrong frame |
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I don't feel attached to this name |
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My body, I must reclaim |
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With different eyes and no shame |
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Try, try to just hear me out |
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Don't ask why, why |
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I'm taking this route |
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It's alright, right? |
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That's what I tell myself, but I don't know know |
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So I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
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I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
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These memories are nothing to me just salt |
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Look in the mirror and tell me |
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What it is like to be free |
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How do I grasp reality |
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When I don't have an identity! |
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Who, who can I look to 'cause I'm not like you, you |
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And I don't believe in the truth, truth |
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'Cause all of my life's built on lies, uh! |
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So I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
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I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
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I know what you're implying |
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I'm trying to get my feet off the ground |
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I know - I know, I'm trying - I'm trying |
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These memories are nothing to me just salt! |
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Stuck inside of the wrong frame, |
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I don't feel attached to this name |
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How do I grasp reality |
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When I don't have an identity! |
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Who, who can I look to 'cause I'm not like you, you |
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And I don't believe in the truth, truth |
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'Cause all of my life's built on lies, uh! |
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So I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
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I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
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Yeah, I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
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I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
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(I'm trying to get my feet off the ground) |
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These memories are nothing to me just salt in the wound |