LYRIC
No mirror's work, the change was inevitable
What a strange and awful feeling
Such a strange and awful feeling
I don’t want you to know [Verse 2] Identity [blurs?] with identity down in the blood
You're changing yourself not for you but for who you were
What a strange and awful feeling
Such a strange and awful feeling
I don't want you to know [Bridge] It’s known I've walked this road before
And rapped upon the devil's door
To see if he'd let an old friend in again [Verse 3] Sink inconsistently into the mist of my shroud
My fingers are blistered, I hope I ain't thinking aloud
I see you when you're sleeping
I know when you're awake
I don't want you to know [Verse 4] We stare at the faith we left waiting to rust in the hall
Our land is in pain and the future is stuck in the doorway
What a strange and awful feeling
Such a strange and awful feeling
I don’t want you to know
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