Have you ever felt like a new person everyday?
Everytime that you stumble out of bed
How bout every hour?
Everytime the clock chimes again
How bout every minute?
Everytime a goldfish loses its memory
You become someone new
Its something short of being bipolar
Its the way i feel
Everytime i meet someone different
I see the opportunity
For a new beginning
A new experience
Another picture to put on my wall
I see myself in these pictures
And for some reason
They all look different to me
A million different faces everywhere
Do I know them?
Have I been them?
Or was it just wishful thinking?
Maybe even wishful waiting
Yeah i think thats it
Waiting to be someone new.
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