| And even left alone one day
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| Ain’t gonna change, it’s not my world
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| Before me there’s a road I know
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| The one I chose myself to go
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| Yeah, perfect forever, always clever
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| Should I be and I should feel
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| Super cool but then I am a fool
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| But then it’s not me
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| And even left alone one day
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| Ain’t gonna change, it’s not my world
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| Before me there’s a road I know
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| The one I chose myself to go
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| See, I like the evenings
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| Like to get hidden for quite some time
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| And yet, I like against my nature with ostentation
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| To stay alone, climb to a tree top
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| And keep looking skyward
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| No sensation, but I know that right here
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| For another time
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| Can’t be who I wanna be
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| And even left alone one day
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| Ain’t gonna change, it’s not my world
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| Before me there’s a road I know
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| The one I chose myself to go
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| Nights, some nights I awake to
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| Go out though I hate it
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| Look at this chemical world
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| Smelling like grayness, like paper love sadness
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| With you and me and someone else
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| Don’t know who, wants to be
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| For several years
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| With obsession and with ostentation
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| Left alone a while I’ve seen that guy
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| And even left alone one day
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| Ain’t gonna change, it’s not my world
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| Before me there’s a road I know
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| The one I chose myself to go |