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Knowing what i know
i'm never free to come and go
but when i try to open doors
i burn when daylight hits the floor
playing the skin game
breathing the blue flame
playing the skin game
in sight, insane
Knowing what i know
i've been looking for a space to grow
and maybe i can set you free
yes maybe i can set you free
Playing the skin game
breathing the blue flame
playing the skin game
in sight, insane
I'm content to live in the vacuum i have made
a comfortable existence on my own
the problems of the world are there for others to debate
i prefer to face my days alone!
Kneeling down before i sleep
never said a prayer that i believed
one day you'll understand
why have i become this way?
maybe it's another quirk of fate
yielding to my dna
Try to live on my own
reborn once more as a whisper on the telephone
unafraid of it all
every thought, every dream, i will call! i will call!
now i'm living alone
and all i am is a whisper on the telephone
making sense of it all
every thought, every dream, i will call! i will call!