| Different, it makes me think there’s something wrong with who I am
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| Follow me, why is it still so hard for you to understand
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| What I’m trying to say: find a way to disappear
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| I’m still trying to say, you don’t hear
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| Make believe I’m standing somewhere, anywhere but here
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| Inviting that I’m always by myself
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| Different, since the beginning it began to distant me
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| From it all, I’ve always learned to turn and walk the other way
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| Something more I’m missing
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| Left untouched and out of place
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| Is that me self destructing
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| On my face
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| Pretending I’m remembered somewhere, anywhere but here
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| A man that’s not been seen for many years… he’s hiding… and he’s different
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| I don’t want to talk about, I don’t want to hear about, everything will be OK
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| Walk a mile inside these shoes, I might listen more than what you say
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| I don’t want to talk about, I don’t want to hear about, everything will be OK
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| Lean against the grain I do, are there different ways that I can play
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| Different. |
| That’s just the way it is
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| Different. |
| My only way to live
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| Different. |
| That’s just the way it is
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| Different.
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| Make believe I’m standing somewhere, anywhere but here
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| Inviting that I’m always by myself
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| Pretending I’m remembered somewhere, anywhere but here
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| A man that’s not been seen for many years… |