внешне всё так [солнечно] но не обольщайтесь у меня сезон дождей длиною в жизнь
I must make a choice
A tough decision
Listen to my voice
Should I give in
To temptation, admiration
One leads to myself
The other some one else
Just an empty shell
Just an empty shell

It's harder than it seems
When you're told that
All your hopes and dreams
Are yours to hold if
You just give them
What's expected
Something they can sell
Put upon a shelf
That I am not for sell
I am not for sell

[Chorus:]
I here a voice inside
It's crowning to a scream
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
'cause I can live the lie
I am just what you see
I'm not the next of them
I am the first of me
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