| I’m been trying to find a new kind of me
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| When the one I got, I don’t want to keep
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| I sing this with my heart and soul
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| I’ll make this truth my own
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| And see through the city song
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| Fill my mind with a new kind of me
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| And from a land inside that’s evergreen
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| I didn’t borrow your words
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| I came here with my own
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| And for the first time, I’ve seen what I’ve always known
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| I don’t want to know where you want to go
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| You say there’s no time, I say I don’t mind
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| I don’t suppose, everybody listens but no one knows
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| I don’t suppose, everybody’s gone and I just press on
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| Say there’s another kind of me
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| When the world make everyone feel praised
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| Well he might take a look inside my mind
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| But you will never a God that suits your kind
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| I don’t want to know where you want to go
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| You say there’s no time, I say I don’t mind
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| I don’t suppose, everybody listens but no one knows
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| I don’t suppose, everybody’s gone and I just press on
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| I don’t want to know where you want to go
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| You say there’s no time before your God will walk on by
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| I don’t suppose, everybody knows but they need it the most
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| I don’t suppose, everybody listens but no one really knows
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| No, no one really knows
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| No one really knows |