I am just no one
That is what I see when I look to the mirror
No one is who
Stares back at me
Oh
they thought I would be someone
To print on the new
They thought I would tip my hat
And I would be in a magazine
It's true
Nothing has become of me
Its true
I am caught swallowing on my hate
No parties to keep me awake
I am just no one
That is what I see when I look to the mirror
No one is who
Stares back at me
Oh
they flipped out that I would be someone
To wave on the news
They thought I would soill my secrets
In a magazine
It's true
Nothing has come of me
It's true
No news to read
Just someone no one wants to know
I am just no one
That is what I see when I look to the mirror
No one is who
Stares back at me
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