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it’s strange being on the inside of the
outside, my body is in circles
it’s fine, i see outside the fishbowl
it’s mine, i don’t mind, it’s not like
i can’t see the rest
they’re just like what i see
they’re inside my head
it’s everything to me
we change and things always seem to get
untied, i trip over my feet again
it’s fine, i’ll say something else to them
tonight, i don’t mind, it’s not like
i can walk away
from everything i see
it’s inside my head
it’s everything to me
i can change my thoughts
but i can’t change what they mean
so i pretend that i forgot
and keep staring out blankly
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carl sagan said it first
01:35
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these words are
someone else’s
i’ll say them anyways
cuz no one else is
but how can you be
original
if we’re all just star stuff
recycled?
i’m just
another one
in a crowd
of individuals
but how can you be
something at all
if it’s all in your mind
and your mind has its faults?
i don’t want to be
any different
cuz if i’m different
i’m just like them
i don’t want to be
just like them
cuz if i’m like them
i’m no different
these words are
someone else’s
i’ll say them anyways
cuz no one else is
but how can you be
original
if we’re all just star stuff
recycled?
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all my friends
stayed in the midwest
are they depressed?
like they were back then
all my friends
say i’m the one that left
they don’t forget
and i don’t blame them
i used to go to the lake to be alone
and now i don’t know where to go
i used to go to the lake to be alone
and now i don’t want to be
was everything so easy
when i thought things were hard?
how did i get so far?
i thought i’d fall apart
was everything so simple
when i thought things were not?
how did i get so far?
i swore i fell apart
all my friends
are all still friends
and they don’t miss me
like i miss them
all my friends
are all still friends
while i get undressed
and go to bed
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