| This is not who I am, I’m still hiding
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| I’m waiting in my own reflection
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| Hands shaking with anxiety
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| Heart beating out of time
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| Only I can hear my breath at night
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| This is not who I was hoping to become
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| This shell of a man
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| This dark exterior given to
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| Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears
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| This is not who I was hoping to become
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| This shell of a man (My Hands are shaking with anxiety)
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| This dark exterior…
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| Only I can hear my breath at night
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| This is not who I was hoping to become
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| This shell of a man
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| This dark exterior given to
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| Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears
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| Steal this night from me
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| Take it and make it your own
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| These are not the nights I wish for
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| These nights are cold and unrelenting
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| These nights are depressing
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| These nights bring knives
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| So as they can carve themselves into my memory
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| Leave me here alone
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| Kill the breeze on your way out
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| And let me ferment in my own self-pity
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| Let me ferment, let me ferment in my own self-pity
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| These are not the nights I wish for
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| These nights are cold and unrelenting
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| These nights are depressing
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| These nights bring knives
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| These nights bring knives
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| Leave me here alone…
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| Leave me here alone…
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| Kill the breeze on your way out
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| And let me ferment in my own self-pity |