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Look at me
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You make think you see
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who I really am
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But you'll never know me
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Every day
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It's as if i play a part
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Now I see
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If I wear a mask
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I can fool the world
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But I cannot fool
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my heart
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Who is that girl I see
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Staring straight back at me?
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When will my reflection show
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Who I am inside?
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I am now
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In a world where I have to hide
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my heart
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And what I believe in
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But somehow
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I will show the world
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What's inside my heart
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And be loved for who I am
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Who is that girl I see
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Staring straight back at me?
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Why is my reflection
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someone I don't know?
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Must I pretend that I'm
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someone else for all time?
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When will my reflection show
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Who I am inside?
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There's a heart that must
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be free to fly
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That burns with a need
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to know the reason why
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Why must we all conceal
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what we think
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How we feel?
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Must there be a secret me
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I'm forced to hide?
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I won't pretend that I'm
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Someone else
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for all time!
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When will my reflection show
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who I am inside?
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When will my reflection show
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who I am inside?
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¹Ä¶õ O.S.T ñé-refleotion
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