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Identity sometimes seems fleeting |
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An ever-changing tapestry |
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But at it's heart is the foundation |
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The very essence of our being |
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Shed your skin |
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Cast off your chains |
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Feel the sun upon your face for once |
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And wash away the pain |
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Shed your skin |
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Be who you are |
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Unencumbered by the weight |
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Of hiding every little scar |
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At times the self seems in transition |
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A mere projection on a screen |
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But what happens when you turn the lights on |
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And things are not as they once seemed? |
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Shed your skin |
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Cast off your chains |
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Feel the sun upon your face for once |
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And wash away the pain |
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Shed your skin |
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Be who you are |
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Unencumbered by the weight |
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Of hiding every little scar |
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Who we are is always changing |
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A never-ending course of growth |
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But deep inside there is a pillar |
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Deep inside there is a soul |
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Shed your skin |
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Cast off your chains |
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Feel the sun upon your face for once |
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And wash away the pain |
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Shed your skin |
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Be who you are |
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Unencumbered by the weight |
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Of hiding every little scar |
