| I laid in bed all day and waited for the sun
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| Praying the rays would be enough to wake me up
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| I tried to tell myself that I was doing fine
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| Thought it was normal feeling low most of the time
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| But something wasn’t right, I see it in my eyes
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| I’ve gone away again
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| Now I’m on the outside looking into my own life
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| But it doesn’t feel like mine
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| I’ve gone away again
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| Now I’m on the outside witnessing
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| There’s a stranger in my head
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| And she’s telling me that I don’t really know myself
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| While we work it out, I just pretnd
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| I waited for the voice to tll me what to be
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| She filled my head with words I thought had come from me
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| And she sold me stories about fear and disbelief
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| I bought them all thinking that they might work for me
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| But something wasn’t right, I see it in my eyes
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| I’ve gone away again
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| Now I’m on the outside looking into my own life
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| But it doesn’t feel like mine
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| I’ve gone away again
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| Now I’m on the outside witnessing
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| There’s a stranger in my head (In my head)
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| And she’s telling me that I don’t really know myself (Know myself)
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| So while we work it out, I just pretend |