| Have you looked at yourself in the mirror, tryna make sense of all the noise
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| you’ve been hearin?
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| Look into my eyes and see I’m disturbed, voices in my head are screamin'
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| I’ve been meaning to get out of this place, get out of this curb
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| Get out of this daze, my days are absurd
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| I’d tried to recoup, but the world is a mess
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| Worse than my head, and it’s adding more stress
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| Do you ever feel like you’re watching everything while your body’s dead,
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| but your head’s floating and you feel like the world’s unfolding but you’re
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| falling behind?
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| You can’t seem to follow, you’re stuck in a bind that you did yourself,
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| trying to undo, reachin' out for help
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| But everything you do, takes you back from the start again
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| Then you realize, you’re stuck, never reach the end
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| Lookin at the mirror, have you asked yourself «where to begin?»
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| Trying to stop an eruption
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| Underneath my skin is corruption
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| From afar, I’ve been gazing at these people concealed with masks of laughter,
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| makes me wonder what they’re hidin'
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| Must be something terrifyin |
| What is it that they feel? |
| Running 'round in circles, chasing idols,
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| they don’t know what is real
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| Then it goes, and it goes, and it goes
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| Everyday, they follow after ghosts
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| They be acting like they’re going with the flow
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| (but) it’s all for show, it’s all for show
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| Trying to stop an eruption
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| Underneath my skin is corruption
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| HOOK:
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| It’s all the same
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| Trying to escape this wretched loop
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| It’s all a dream, and it’s too late |