| If I never had to catch that train
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| If nobody would’ve called my name
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| If you’d never, would I have ever found out
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| You had questions and you knew names
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| Hidden secrets to length in chains
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| Wrapped in circles
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| Locked in squares
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| Seven layers graced and wearing thin
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| Seven layers I’ve been hiding in
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| Father’s eyes and my father’s smile
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| I couldn’t tell I was just a child missing memories
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| Replaced by dust
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| Speaking tongues into my ear
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| Told herself what she had to hear
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| But did she ever
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| Think I’d never find out
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| Seven layers graced and wearing thin
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| To seven layers I’ve been hiding in
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| Spinning round and round in circles
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| Time to light the followup stream
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| Running around in all your secrets
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| One by one unraveling
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| Seven layers graced and wearing thin
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| To seven layers I’ve been hiding in
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| I was a stranger in my own skin
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| Seven layers I’ve been hiding in |