This isn't who I am.
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From confidence to self doubt in 60 seconds.
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Storming stages and stereos from here to there,
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trying to prove that I belong.
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Trying to win approval from people that I don't know.
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And I look so strong
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when the weight of all the world
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don't take its toll.
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And I'd choose my sides
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if I believed in what was right,
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but I'm all wrong.
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I'm not larger than life, I'm not taller than trees.
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Do I mean what I say? Is it just this disease where I never go home.
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Never telling the truth how this life eats away.
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Not admitting I'm fake
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and I'm questioning whether this whole thing was worth it to die poor and all alone?
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And I look so strong
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when the weight of all the world
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don't take its toll.
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And I'd choose my sides
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if I believed in what was right,
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but I'm all wrong.
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Just don't tell me this doesn't mean the world,
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'cause my ears would bleed and my heart would hit the floor.
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And I look so strong
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when the weight of all the world
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don't take its toll.
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And I'd choose my sides
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if I believed in what was right,
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but I'm all wrong.
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They Looked Like Strong Hands
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| Bayside |
