Envy of, a sense of true identity, a sign of confidence to see.
Because when
she said "I love that music, too,"
she meant, "Only as long as you want me
too."
So sad, we don't see, until we become what they want us to
be.
It's too late.
I don't know why,
but what they want me to
do,
I do it.
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changing myself,
and if they
only knew that I knew it.
And it seems that the real life will have to
wait,
because the world's so busy,
so busy, cleaning a clean
slate.
Oh.
Ahh, hoping to find what's mine,
so I can lead a
full life,
use a knife,
and dig in like a cannibal.
Out
for,
for myself, but all the things I want are serving someone
else.
I don't know why,
but what they want me to do,
I do
it.
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changing myself,
and if they only knew that
I knew it.
And it seems that the real life will have to wait.
As the
world keeps cleaning, it's cleaning.
The spin cycle runs round.
A
clear decision can be found.
Can't think when my mind,
my mind runs
'round.