I don't mind them talking about it
It's just that they're talking about me
So I smile, nod, and I agree
Guess I'm just glad
They can't see inside me
So we hide among the living
Even carry on their traditions
Just feels like something's missing
To be like them
I guess that's what I'm wishing
I know it's hard to fit in
This puzzle called life
But if we stay along the edges
I think we'll be alright
I know you want to fix it
But you can't fix a fall
I know you want to fix it
But you can't fix it all
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