I lay, looking at my hands
I search in these lines
I've not the answer
I'm crying and I don't know
Watching the sky
I search for an answer
I'm free, free to be
I'm not another liar
I just want to be myself...myself
And now the beat inside of me
Is a sort of a cold breeze and I've
Never any feeling insideRuining me
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