I was born in a place where people
Have only one eye right in the middle
We're tall and strong, shaved chest mood
Quarrelsome hair-triggerWe don't care about democracy.
We don't care about religion.
Being the first to create ‘em is not
Guarantee they still exist
I guess we would be smart and creative
If we had a full size vision
We live in the past, we spit on the presentThe future's a broken mirror
I scratch my face, I broke my nails on
I'll try to see what they see
I scratch my face, the eye I have not
I wanna see me
Am I real Am I only This
A wall beside a tree
Roots that cannot breath
But leaves can get much higher
They cannot help but dream
Of distorted hills and seas
That's how I feel
I woke up hearing a buzz
That was a far crowd screaming
People around me close in his fencesThey're all getting pills for sleeping
I scratch my face, I broke my nails on
I'll try to see what they see
I scratch my face, the eye I have not
I wanna see me
Am I realAm I only This
Sometimes I'm scared
Scared that if I change
You won't recognize me, no more
A wall beside a tree
Roots that cannot breath
But leaves can get much higher
They cannot help but dream
Of distorted hills and seas
That's how I feel

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