Everytime I dream this is what I dream of, but I don’t understand this image my mind conjures up of confidence and personality. A group of people just like me would be a heart-stopping bore. An automatic instant repellent to social situations, I don’t want to speak to you. If its just a question of how long before I can get out of here, I know the answer - its clear. I don’t want to be out here, I don’t want to be near anyone, I just want to keep on singing but I’m no good at singing. I don’t breathe so I keep living and I don’t breathe so I keep speaking. I just breathe to keep on singing but I’m no good at singing.
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