Is it shame? Is it greed? Is it something that I need? To make me feel so strong to the other ones Is it real? Is it true? All the trouble I go through Is it just a way
to show (Trying so hard
but still I get nothing) That I don t have the strength to show But the mirror will always know I ve got to let go Is it them? Is it me? I m just too occupied to see Afraid to look within to the real one Can it be that I am scared To share the parts I ve never shared? Or is it just a way
to show (Trying so hard
but still I get nothing) You won t get inside my head cause I won t let you go To see that I m crying out for you to Know what I want to say I ve got to let you know That I want to say I ve just got to tell you

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