| Everything that I do, everything that I say
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| Everything that I am, everything within my day
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| That you once thought was me
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| No longer lives, no longer breaths
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| But held within is hate and rage
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| Suppressed when I’m in company
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| To see my true self, to own my soul
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| No man shall have that hold on me
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| I now acht my life, my life so well
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| And show you who you want…
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| …To see my true self is to own my soul
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| No man shall have that hold on me
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| Which is why I now act my life this way
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| And show you, show you what to see
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| This is not me, but what I want you to see
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| This ain’t a change, but what I will always be
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| The skin you see and recognise
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| Beneath there beats a different heart
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| Beats as sure but you can’t see
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| That I now play a different part
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| Blind before but now I know
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| My true self and all my goals
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| All this time I never showed
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| Everything that I do, everything that I say
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| Everything that I am, everything within my day
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| Emotion is a curse to which I never bend
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| Don’t look deep into my eyes
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| Their vacant stare offends
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| Everything that I do, everything that I say
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| Everything that I am, everything within my day
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| This is not me, but what I want you to see
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| This ain’t a change, but what I will always be |