What makes you you?
What makes you me?
What makes you blue?
What makes you bleed?
Who makes it easy?
Who makes it sleezy?
Who makes it?
I wonder motionless I face
The opposition turned to waste
I drape your figure from my bones
Alone
You dream so far
you sleep awake
I try to wake you up i shake
You in my dreams youre in my space
But when you wake Im still a state
Wake me
Wake me up
Why cant you wake me up?
(x2)
So in a semi-dreamless state
You walk alone you skim you take
Disassociate from yourself
Like a puppet on the shelf for someone else
You feel so sad you take a pill
Youre disconnected from free will
You dance pretending youre not ill
But youre an actor and youre dressed to kill
Youre your own maleficent
Pretending youre magnificent
Yeah, youre so damn innocent
So in lover with your descent
But youre hardly ever present
Master of your own lament
Saying:
Wake me
wake me up
Why cant you wake me up
(x2)
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