Tell me where am I supposed to go?
And who am I supposed to believe.
If only you knew what I knew.
Then you could see just what I see.
So I grab my bags and go, as far away from you as I can go.
I try to hide, but I just can't hide no more. There's nothing worse than feeling like a ghost.
You say I look fine, if only you knew what's on my mind.
You'd see a whole different sign, I couldn't show you even if I tried.
I must have got lost in time when I found out I was
only free to be, where ever I want to be.
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