People like you, I know myself / Walk in the shoes of somebody else / Whisper to me, my tragic fate/ Whisper to me, my tragic end / But don’t give me your savior People I choose, life on my own / Burn me your fuse, throw me your stones / Give me your brand, burn on my hand / Whisper to me, my tragic end / But don’t give me your savior People I choose, I know myself / Lay my need out, give you my help / But you give me your blues / And you whisper my fate / But don’t give me your savior
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