Was it written all along? 
Tell me do I get to have a say?
Was it me to get it wrong
just by putting me right in your way?
Lit up first, refused to see. 
Where we're heading now? No, you tell me!
Are we still the ones to dream?
Are we sober now? Do we want to be?

Is there something to hang on?
There's so much it seems, we should carry on.
Yet in each unwritten song
there's a piece of me. I can't sing along.
Tell me do you want to see
all the pretty ones we set out to be.
Down the drain and up the stream!
Are we oh so proud? Locked in, being free!

If Everything's just a matter of 
the shape we're in, we've tried
Everything. Seems sometimes we're just
the things we try to hide.

Oh, tell me I know. Make me believe we're still trying now.
So on with the show. Trying not to see. You tell me.

If everything's just a matter of 
the shape we're in, we've tried
Everything. Seems sometimes we're just
the things we try to hide.

If everything's just a matter of 
the shape we're in, we've tried
Everything. Seems sometimes we're just
the things we keep inside.

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