24 februari 2010



They can't tell me who to be, 'cause I'm not what they see.
Yeah, the world is still sleepin' while I keep on dreaming for me,
and their words are just whispers and lies that I'll never believe.

And what do you think you'd ever say, I won't listen anyway.
You don't know me and I'll never be what you want, me to be.

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