And I want a moment to be real wanna touch things I don’t feel wanna hold on and feel I belong and how can the world want me to change they’re the ones that stay the same they can’t see me cuz I’m not here. And what do you think you’d understand I’m a boy no I’m a man you can’t take me and throw me away and how can you learn what’s never shown yeah you stand here on your own they don’t know me cuz I’m not here. I am a question to the world not an answer to be heard or a moment that's held in your arms and what do you think you’d ever say I won’t listen anyway you don’t know me and I’ll never be what you want me to be.
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