One more:
On the outside
My chest moves up and down
And my eyes blink in rote
But what's behind them?
Is it hatred for you?
Is it secret love?
Is it what I had for breakfast
Or will eat tonight?
Am I a million miles from here
In my head
While my body is here
Or am I right here all along?
On the outside
My chest moves up and down
And my eyes blink in rote
But what's behind them?
Is it hatred for you?
Is it secret love?
Is it what I had for breakfast
Or will eat tonight?
Am I a million miles from here
In my head
While my body is here
Or am I right here all along?
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