It's 11:04 at night, you hear something in the living room. You sneak into the living room and find me sitting on the couch with my guitar. I seem to be singing something while playing on my guitar. You listen to it as I sing... Am I a robot or a doll...? Am I anything at all? Maybe a soul like me doesn't deserve to know... Am I big or am I small...? Hunching over? Standing tall? I lost my identity, oh so long ago... I finish that part of the song with a final note on the guitar
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