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Always lying saying you're fine 
When you don't know what you want 
You end up finding that you haunt your own 
Your own life 
You're the daylight ghost that creeps 
You're the empty city streets and I 
And I see you 
And those talkshows fill your days 
Something is slipping away 
Sometimes it feels like you don't have a body 
Your skin is cellophane 
You know I feel the same 
Sometimes it feels like you don't have a body 


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