Borge

How many times can I feel this way?
I?ve seen the fall around me
Yet the wind whispers somehow
Can you live with yourself now?

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Don?t ever try to take me as I seem
I?m not anything you see
Unknown lies to portray the desire to be
I am nothing at all

I?m never giving in
Hands will never break their grip
I will fight this with my dying breath
Is this really your best?

[chorus]

Reality surrounds me

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