Try as I might to find a new kind of life, I know
I've gotta take myself with me wherever I go
Down deep inside my motivations or sensations I invoke
Can't climb above my position or restrict my body to evict my soul
I'm only on the outside looking in at my reflection
And as I stare there's not much there but misdirection
Pull the back pack straps that hold me as I roam
Gotta carry myself with me wherever I go
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