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Lost In Someone Else's Soul
Deep inside I can feel it rising.
Something foreign not from myself.
I can see the change on the horizon.
Tell me please that all is well.
I want to be someone else.
But stay true to myself.
I have misery and nothing will fill this hole.
I am lost inside another person's soul.
I can feel the tide and it's pulling me down.
I am helpless to be lost and found.
Carry me to what future awaits.
Can I see my face carved in stone.
I will live in this twilight state.
Caught between unheard and unknown.
I only want to be myself.
But stay true to somebody else.
I have misery and nothing will fill this hole.
I am lost inside another person's soul.
I can feel the tide and it's pulling me down.
I am helpless to be lost and found.
I will find my own darkness.
Fight my own war.
I'm a tower of sorrow.
Lost as before.
Will you comfort me?
Can you tell me why?
Why we need to suffer.
Before we die.
I have misery and nothing will fill this hole.
I am lost inside another person's soul.
I can feel the tide and it's pulling me down.
I am helpless to be lost and found.
Something foreign not from myself.
I can see the change on the horizon.
Tell me please that all is well.
I want to be someone else.
But stay true to myself.
I have misery and nothing will fill this hole.
I am lost inside another person's soul.
I can feel the tide and it's pulling me down.
I am helpless to be lost and found.
Carry me to what future awaits.
Can I see my face carved in stone.
I will live in this twilight state.
Caught between unheard and unknown.
I only want to be myself.
But stay true to somebody else.
I have misery and nothing will fill this hole.
I am lost inside another person's soul.
I can feel the tide and it's pulling me down.
I am helpless to be lost and found.
I will find my own darkness.
Fight my own war.
I'm a tower of sorrow.
Lost as before.
Will you comfort me?
Can you tell me why?
Why we need to suffer.
Before we die.
I have misery and nothing will fill this hole.
I am lost inside another person's soul.
I can feel the tide and it's pulling me down.
I am helpless to be lost and found.
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