When blues got me down
Then I get turned around
I tend to cut myself off
From things I shouldn't run from It doesn't really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
I'm always on the outside Stabbed me in the back
Born with things that I lack
Sticking to your ploy
Is it something you enjoy? Publicity and insecurity
Just wanna be me
It's my need to be it free It doesn't really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
I'm always on the outside, oh
You never seem to wonder
How much you make me suffer
I speak it from the inside Looking right at me (at me)
Won't receive my plea (my plea)
Tell me what you mean (you mean)
I'm not what's on the screen, oh
Thinking what will be (will be)
Fighting the fatigue (fatigue)
That's quite enough for me
Makes me wanna scream (scream, scream, scream, scream.) Keep it to myself Sometimes we run for cover
I'm always on the outside, oh
Keep it to myself
You never seem to wonder
How much you make me suffer
I speak it from the inside (Keep it to myself, oh
It doesn't really matter
Sometimes we run for cover, oh
I'm always on the outside, oh
Keep it to myself
You never seem to wonder
How much you make me suffer
I speak it from the inside.
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