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Blind
Who am I?
What will I be?
Where am I going?
Why can't I see?
Do I believe?
How can I tell?
Am I really alive?
Or is this some sort of hell?
(Chorus)
I don't know myself, it's sad,
I feel so blind, It's driving me mad.
Questioning reality inside my head,
Has all my life been spoon-fed?
Is this really me?
Please let me know,
I wish I could see,
Oh, please don't go.
Help me through, Hold my hand,
Lead me through this unknown land.
(Chorus)
I don't know myself, it's sad,
I feel so blind, it's driving me mad.
Questioning reality, inside my head.
Has all my life been spoon-fed?
Blind
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