This is me all alone and i'm takling on the phone,
this is me pretending that i care,
but all in all i know this isn't fair.
This is me ripping out my hair,
screaming at myself, watching everything tear.
This is all that i am
this is everything i see.
This is me hiding from myself.
This is me crying all alone, pulling thing's off the shelf.
This is the world falling in
and burning from the sin.
this is me running from the world
hiding in the turmoil seeing what i see.
This is what i know
This is what i see.
This is me.
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