Don't Want to be Who I Am

I called a friend the other day

His life was easy, fine and quite okay

It made me stunned

Cause it's usually the other way aroundI can hear the sound of cawing crows

I really like it when they sing their blues

I'm used to it now

Well misery is on the houseYet another lonely quiet dawn

In my melancholic blacked out room

And I wonder will I ever be able to close that door

It's about time for me to take a stand

Before heaven comes crashing down

Don't want to be who I am

I want to be who I imagine I am

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