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The solitary mind..
lend me my soul
coz I don't own it, although I say that its mine but.. no..
I'm frozen and no one seems to pay attention
I'm getting lower
lotta people ask me to be normal...
well , I thought I was normal , I guess for them
I'm just a foreigner....
I have become a silent speaker in a solitary cell
I got a million stories to tell..
but I wont tell em to nobody
I'm afraid , if some one raids feelings.
so I'll cherish them in my darkest dreams....
coz I don't own it, although I say that its mine but.. no..
I'm frozen and no one seems to pay attention
I'm getting lower
lotta people ask me to be normal...
well , I thought I was normal , I guess for them
I'm just a foreigner....
I have become a silent speaker in a solitary cell
I got a million stories to tell..
but I wont tell em to nobody
I'm afraid , if some one raids feelings.
so I'll cherish them in my darkest dreams....
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