| Trading thoughts with the mirror
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| For new points of view
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| Yeah it’s all in my head
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| But it’s nice to hear a voice or two
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| Something’s stirring my conscious
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| Is split into two
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| And it might be a phase
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| But I swear this shit is clear-view
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| I don’t trust myself
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| I feel like somebody else (I feel like somebody else)
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| I don’t trust myself
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| I feel like somebody else (I feel like somebody else)
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| And I’m standing at the edge
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| I’m just trying to pretend
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| That I want you so deeply
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| Cause your spirit sings sweetly to me
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| Think I’d rather be alone
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| Shut the lights lock my phone
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| Close the blinds here we go
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| I’m in motion
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| So long till the dawn
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| I don’t trust myself
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| I feel like somebody else (I feel like somebody else)
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| I don’t trust myself
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| I feel like somebody else (I feel like somebody else)
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| Yeah there’s thunder in my head
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| And it rumbles through the dust on my shelf
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| Yeah there’s thunder in my head
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| Unfamiliar like I’m somebody else
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| I don’t trust myself
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| I feel like somebody else (I feel like somebody else)
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| Yeah there’s thunder in my head
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| And it rumbles through the dust on my shelf
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| Yeah there’s thunder in my head
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| Unfamiliar like I’m somebody else
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| Yeah there’s thunder in my head
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| Unfamiliar like I’m somebody else |