Should I stay up to see the sunrise?
I sit on the balcony hands between my thighs
Head against the railing
I don't mind the cold seeping in
I've been ailing for some time now
Is this my skin, flesh and bone?
Can't recognise this voice as my own
Trapped in a form I don't belong
This body doesn't feel like home
The air is permeated by the cigarette smoke
Rising from the balcony below
People laughing at a TV show
Conflicting frequencies
I've been so afraid of losing control
Conflicting frequencies
Static glow
This body doesn't feel like home
Is this my skin, flesh and bone?
Can't recognise this voice as my own
Trapped in a form I don't belong
This body doesn't feel
This body doesn't feel like home
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