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In the morning when you throw up water And your skin it turns a pale pale yellow Well everyday you lose more color Do you think that someone paints your mirror? Do you think that someone paints your mirror? And you think that things sound different At the time when you speak There are visions much clearer Than these blurs that you see And like Neely O'Hara You swallow your sleep And you wake up in the morning To find out you are not who... You are not who you used to be You don't recognize your behavior Or the spelling of your name And the shape that's in the mirror You'd swear it's not the same And like Neely O'Hara You swallow your sleep And you really can't remember But you know you are not... Think you are not... No, you are not who you used to be No you are not! No you are not! From Letras Mania