Envy of, a sense of true identity, a sign of confidence to see.
Because when she said `I love that music, too,`
she meant, `Only as long as you want me too.`
So sad, we don’t see, until we become what they want us to be.
It’s too late.
I don’t know why,
but what they want me to do,
I do it.
Powered by wealth,
changing myself,
and if they only knew that I knew it.
And it seems that the real life will have to wait,
because the world’s so busy,
so busy, cleaning a clean slate.
Oh.
Ahh, hoping to find what’s mine,
so I can lead a full life,
use a knife,
and dig in like a cannibal.
Out for,
for myself, but all the things I want are serving someone else.
I don’t know why,
but what they want me to do,
I do it.
Powered by wealth,
changing myself,
and if they only knew that I knew it.
And it seems that the real life will have to wait.
As the world keeps cleaning, it’s cleaning.
The spin cycle runs round.
A clear decision can be found.
Can’t think when my mind,
my mind runs ‘round
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