| [00:05.27] | Stuck inside of the wrong frame |
| [00:08.57] | I don't feel attached to this name |
| [00:13.11] | My body, I must reclaim |
| [00:16.60] | With different eyes and no shame |
| [00:21.26] | Try, try to just hear me out |
| [00:24.93] | Don't ask why, why |
| [00:27.39] | I'm taking this route |
| [00:29.16] | It's alright, right? |
| [00:31.57] | That's what I tell myself, but I don't know know |
| [00:36.14] | So I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
| [00:44.78] | I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
| [00:51.16] | These memories are nothing to me just salt |
| [00:55.55] | Look in the mirror and tell me |
| [00:58.82] | What it is like to be free |
| [01:03.01] | How do I grasp reality |
| [01:06.95] | When I don't have an identity! |
| [01:11.28] | Who, who can I look to 'cause I'm not like you, you |
| [01:16.84] | And I don't believe in the truth, truth |
| [01:21.25] | 'Cause all of my life's built on lies, uh! |
| [01:27.09] | So I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
| [01:34.87] | I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
| [01:43.38] | I know what you're implying |
| [01:47.16] | I'm trying to get my feet off the ground |
| [01:51.29] | I know - I know, I'm trying - I'm trying |
| [01:57.58] | These memories are nothing to me just salt! |
| [02:15.08] | Stuck inside of the wrong frame, |
| [02:19.04] | I don't feel attached to this name |
| [02:23.26] | How do I grasp reality |
| [02:27.23] | When I don't have an identity! |
| [02:31.46] | Who, who can I look to 'cause I'm not like you, you |
| [02:36.94] | And I don't believe in the truth, truth |
| [02:40.70] | 'Cause all of my life's built on lies, uh! |
| [02:46.96] | So I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
| [02:54.83] | I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
| [03:02.24] | Yeah, I ran 'til I couldn't & I screamed, until my voice was gone |
| [03:10.81] | I believed what I shouldn't have, I don't know why |
| [03:15.52] | (I'm trying to get my feet off the ground) |
| [03:18.19] | These memories are nothing to me just salt in the wound |