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The more I observe, the more I want to close my eyes |
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And ignore the entire world |
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Ignore the fact that I'm a part of this herd |
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A part of me wants to |
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Run from my existence, shed my skin |
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I'm running out of persistence |
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This is a fight I'm never going to win |
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So I disappear |
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I become one with the shadows |
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I step away, from the weak and the shallow |
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Watch me disappear |
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The life in my eyes, was taken long ago |
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The thoughts in my head, once rebellious, are dead |
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I'm shaped, sharped and polished to look like the others |
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I need an exit, something to help me |
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Run from my existence, shed my skin |
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I'm running out of persistence |
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This is a fight I'm never going to win |
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So I disappear |
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I become one with the shadows |
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I step away, from the weak and the shallow |
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Watch me disappear |
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Cannot take it, cannot take it |
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Cannot fake anymore |
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No adjusting, no abjection |
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Cannot adapt to the norm |
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So I disappear |
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Disappear, I become one with the shadows |
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I step away, from the weak and the shallow |
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Watch me disappear |