The Chair

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Living Colour - Pop

The Chair

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I, am the role I play Really who's to say I'm not who I am I wake up and I say Who am I today What will be the plan Everyday's the same Don't need to explain I'm going, through the door I'll be gone, for sure I'm, trapped behind the door A secret I ignore The thing beneath the floor Can't take it anymore There's something about me Something you can't see The wound that would not bleed Too dumb and numb to feel I'm going, through the door I'll be gone, for sure There's, no where else but here I live inside this fear I'd like to get away But then where would I stay I wish I didn't care This role's a perfect fit To take me to nowhere Then there is the chair

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