My words keep burning through my golden gate
And I keep giving to the thoughts they've made
And when the rain pours down, sometimes it stains
But I know in my heart I don't feel the same
It feels so wrong to do
Knowing what you're going through
Maybe they've brainwashed me into thinking that it's all okay
Don't box me in, leave me paper thin
Cause I know
I already know this is not how it has to go
So throw away your misconceptions
Take a break from your pot of gold
Step back, open my door
There's more to me than you know
It's the constant process of perception
Finding out the good and the right and wrong selections
You just have to think it through
But there's not a lot of thinking to do
Just to realize that you know it's not okay
Don't box me in, leave me paper thin
Cause I know
I already know this is not how it has to go
So throw away your misconceptions
Take a break from your pot of gold
Step back, open my door
There's more to me than you know
Don't even look me in the eyes with that perspective
I won't wear your disguise ever again
Don't even look me in the eyes with that perspective
I refuse to wear your disguise ever again
So throw away your misconceptions
Take a break from your pot of gold
Step back, open my door
There's more to me than you know
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