| sick as monday - otherside | |
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i hide from all of these things everybody's things i lie when forcing to feel everybody's needs i shy into my dreams where i'm free to believe i am more than i see it's kind of like i've had to go through a mental field of mines and i can see through my other side i find everything seems pressured and cold and i mind you pulling my strings thinking you own me and you owe me you just don't see i need lifting up waiting for the rush i could be the one |
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