I awaken to reality
seen through a stranger's eyes
Looking at a stranger's ceiling
I heave a stranger's sigh
As I turn to look at someone else's
mirrored closet doors I see
My soul inside a stranger's skin
staring back at me
CHORUS
Release me
Release me
from within this ever shrinking skin
that binds me
let me be
free from this skin I wasn't meant
to be in
V2
The window starts to brighten
as I don the stranger's clothes
The filthy bedroom floor feels gritty
to my stranger's toes
As I prepare to take on someone elses
mundane day of work I feel
my soul slowly fade away
and say "this can't be real"
CHORUS
BRIDGE
How strange it seems
this endless dream
to live a stranger's life
and know that it's not mine
It's not me
It can't be
Release me
CHORUS
CHORUS
-Portia 2003
