| Sometimes I want look in the mirror andknow who I see.
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| Sometimes I want to ask that ghost, is this really me?
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| You try to rip this mask, from
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| this face you call your own.
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| You try to rip this mask, from this face you call your own. |
| No one can see who
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| you are.
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| Rotting you down, rotting you down to your bones. |
| (It is not the time to feel
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| alone).(Shatter this mirror on your own).
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| What if we refuse to believe? |
| We’re nothing. |
| We’re nothing. |
| Sadness is a
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| disease. |
| We’re searching for something. |
| What if we refuse to believe?
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| We’re nothing. |
| We’re nothing. |
| Sadness is a disease. |
| We’re searching for
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| something.
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| Sometimes I want to look in the mirror and know who I see. |
| Sometimes I want to
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| ask that ghost is this really me? |
| My head has run dry, and my body feels
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| flooded out. |
| Well there’s no getting in, if I can’t find the key for myself.
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| What if we refuse to believe? |
| We’re nothing. |
| We’re nothing. |
| Sadness is a
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| disease. |
| We’re searching for something. |
| What if we refuse to believe?
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| We’re nothing. |
| We’re nothing. |
| Sadness is a disease. |
| We’re searching for
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| something.
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| It is not the time to feel alone. |
| It’s time to look in the mirror,
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| and know you’re not a ghost. |
| You are not a ghost. |
| Sometimes I want to look in
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| the mirror and know who I see. |
| Sometimes I want to ask that ghost,
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| is this really me?
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| What if we refuse to believe? |
| We’re nothing. |
| We’re nothing. |
| Sadness is a
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| disease. |
| We’re searching for something. |
| What if we refuse to believe?
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| We’re nothing. |
| We’re nothing. |
| Sadness is a disease. |
| We’re searching for
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| something
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| (Gracias a SebaDanu por esta letra) |