A shell of my former self
Focusing on health, and wealth
Among this nothing else
Matters up inside your head
I'm looking at you through the window but the pane is dead
No, you can't hide from the child we made that's insane, I never pegged you as a cynical brain
Oh no, I'm a shell
Open wide, clear your eyes, let the sun, back inside
And then you'll see, what's so wonderful to me
I know you're lost, but what we've found is a beautiful thing
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