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make me new
I will never want to be
Anyone else, other than me
You poke and prod, asking for change
And you make me your toy to rearrange
Take my skin, take my name
Take my past, covered in shame
Take my demons, take my fears
Take my eyes filled with tears
Change me, mold me, make me new
And give me a life, pure and true
Take the old, burn it to ash
Throw away, take out the trash
I will never be good, not enough for you
So come on, make me, make me someone new
Anyone else, other than me
You poke and prod, asking for change
And you make me your toy to rearrange
Take my skin, take my name
Take my past, covered in shame
Take my demons, take my fears
Take my eyes filled with tears
Change me, mold me, make me new
And give me a life, pure and true
Take the old, burn it to ash
Throw away, take out the trash
I will never be good, not enough for you
So come on, make me, make me someone new
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