In my head, in my head
I am different in my head
I am someone else instead
In my head, in my head

In my mind, in my mind
There is sadness all the time
And I keep the things I find
In my mind, in my mind

And never do I share these things with anyone
The feeling is cold
And I'm afraid (strangers passing)

In my dream, in my dream
There are symbols that repeat
There are copies in the street
In my dream, in my dream

And never do I share these things with anyone
The feeling is cold
And I'm afraid (strangers passing)

And I will be gone
Feeling nothing, feeling numb
Feeling nice
Made of neon shining ice (strangers passing)

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