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I wish you could see what I can see I wish you could dream what I have to dream 2 million lives killed by my own hand 2 million lies have rolled across my tongue I'm just a white singer with no tone in my voice Things that I say, do you think I'm talking to you? Well I don't understand this thing that I do I still can't stand the sound of my only voice But you do it so well I really don't care Stop talking at me