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The things they celebrate, I tried to just escape In the wake - THE WAKE Of old friend's assimilations Followed by condemnation of me I sank so deep I nearly drowned Weighed down I've seen the magazines, the pretty and the clean It's obscene We're staring at their sun But we still can't see the light 1, 2, 3, 4, OH! Caught confusing acceptance for success When we live to be like them, we just end up with less And if this means we have to start clean It won't weigh me down WEIGH ME DOWN I stood and stared I stood and stared I stood and stared... Letras de cancionesAt the mirror instead of the screen And ran away to the rhythm Of the sound that set me free. Standing toe to toe; It's all in my control. Put my back to the sun And now I see the light From Letras Mania