| Did you ever think for a second
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| I’m only human too?
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| You have no perception of all the struggles
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| That I have been through
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| Listening to the nothingness
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| I’m hearing while I watch your lips move
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| If you really knew me
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| You’d think twice about creating my truth
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| I’m sick and tired of feeling my face on fire
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| When you don’t know what you’re talking about
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| You don’t know what it’s like to be me
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| No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me
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| You are on the outside
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| Always looking in but never asking questions
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| Could it be that you won’t understand
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| That we’re both born of innocence?
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| Empty conversations
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| We know nothing of each other’s solitude
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| You don’t the reasons that played me
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| And I don’t know you
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| I’m sick and tired of feeling my faith expire
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| In the lies we keep on telling ourselves
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| You don’t know what it’s like to be me
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| No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me
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| You don’t know what it’s like to be me
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| (Don't know me, you really don’t know me)
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| No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me
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| (There isn’t a story ?)
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| And you hear the sound of me breaking down
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| When the judgment calls
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| I’m here against a wall
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| No, you don’t know
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| You don’t know what it’s like
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| What it’s like to be me |