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How could you say
You're not the same
Put into frame
Aren't you ashamed?
Second-hand smoke
Rising up into your head
Now you wanna be
You wanna be just like your friends
So you read the room
But then you don't know what to do
Say I wanna be like you
I wanna look just like you too
I need to feel
Something that ain't real
How do you heal?
Who am I
Supposed to even feel obliged
I don't wanna stay
Until I'm running out of time
Now you gotta see
What am I supposed to believe
Say I wanna know the truth
You never fail to be amused
You didn't think of this one through
How will I ever go pursue anyway?
How could you say
You're not the same
Put into frame
You're not ashamed
Of what you claim