How does it feel When life doesn't
seem real And you're floating about on
your own
Your life is uncertain So you draw
the curtain Pretending there's nobody
home
Don't theorize Look in your eyes They
can't tell lies Though you may disguise
what you see The mirror is free
We once had a savior But by our behavior The
one that was worth it is gone Song birds
are talking And runners are walking A
prodigal son's coming home
Don't theorize Look in his eyes They
won't tell lies But if he defies what
you see He'll give you a key
Be yourself, be yourself Be yourself,
be yourself
We needed a tutor So built a computer And
programmed ourselves not to see
The truth and the lying The dead and
the dying A silent majority
Don't theorize Look in their eyes Are
they telling lies The ones that they
learn on TV What a way to be free
Be yourself, be yourself Free yourself,
free yourself See yourself, see yourself Then
you can free yourself
Be yourself
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