| These years of walking around in someone else’s skin, are doing me in
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| These years of lying have me believing everything, I’ve ever said
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| Choose a life, choose a life
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| I wonder where I start and where we’re crossing over
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| Remember, remember, it’s nothing personal
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| Dry clean my only suit, dye my hair a lighter shade, staple my face
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| I’ve learned the phrases, I need to get me through the day, I’ll throw them away
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| Choose a life, choose a life
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| I wonder where I start and where we’re crossing over
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| Remember, remember, it’s nothing personal
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| Taking my face off, been wearing it all the time
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| I don’t even know who I am
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| I wonder where I start and where we’re crossing over
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| Remember, remember, it’s nothing personal
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| I wonder where I start and where we’re crossing over
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| Remember, remember, it’s nothing personal |