| Will I be myself again?
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| Where does it end? |
| And where does it begin?
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| 'Cuz I don’t know what I did that made me
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| Chosen by a force beyond control
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| Beyond remorse, and I don’t know
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| If I will make it through this, losing who I am.
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| A mind without a home. |
| Leaving behind
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| The comfort that I’ve known. |
| Where do I roam?
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| A stranger to myself. |
| Born to be here,
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| But living somewhere else.
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| And I’m searching for the reasons I’ve been
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| Chosen by a force beyond control
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| Beyond remorse, and I don’t know
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| If I will make it through this, losing who I am.
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| Let me out
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| Let me out
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| Let me out
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| Losing everything I called human.
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| Free will is miles away. |
| I heard you play
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| In the digital cabaret, but I’m okay.
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| I won’t disobey if you
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| Take my by the hand and make me
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| Chosen by a force beyond control,
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| I’ll play a part, you’ll make me whole.
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| You’ll be my voice, I’ll be your soul,
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| You’ll take my choice and I don’t know
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| How you will make me new but
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| This is who I am. |