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No identity
Have you ever felt like you've been mislead?
Misunderstood?
People only see what you want them to see.
You can hide behind any type of cover, you could be an empty shell.
Have you ever felt like the world is falling on top of you.
That everything was coming to an end?
Felt like you couldn't breathe?
Felt like you couldn't even stand on your own two feet.
Because the pain has become so unbearable for you.
You've felt like you can't hide anymore.
You've heard their name to many times, yet you still feel the same way.
Repeating those last words over and over again in your head.
Remembering those memories, because they are all that you hold dear.
Stories at midnight, they are all in your head.
The beat, the rhythm in your heart and in your head.
Escape through your soul every time you leave.
Cry in the ocean so that your tears shall never be found.
Hold your jealousy close, it maybe all you have left.
Your shadow falls as you tear your mind apart.
You have no identity, Your smile fails to succeed.
Your drowning in another one of your fake personalities.
How does it feel to just be another shade on the wall?
How does it feel to be fake?
Misunderstood?
People only see what you want them to see.
You can hide behind any type of cover, you could be an empty shell.
Have you ever felt like the world is falling on top of you.
That everything was coming to an end?
Felt like you couldn't breathe?
Felt like you couldn't even stand on your own two feet.
Because the pain has become so unbearable for you.
You've felt like you can't hide anymore.
You've heard their name to many times, yet you still feel the same way.
Repeating those last words over and over again in your head.
Remembering those memories, because they are all that you hold dear.
Stories at midnight, they are all in your head.
The beat, the rhythm in your heart and in your head.
Escape through your soul every time you leave.
Cry in the ocean so that your tears shall never be found.
Hold your jealousy close, it maybe all you have left.
Your shadow falls as you tear your mind apart.
You have no identity, Your smile fails to succeed.
Your drowning in another one of your fake personalities.
How does it feel to just be another shade on the wall?
How does it feel to be fake?
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