What good am I if I'm like all the rest

If I just turn away when I see how you're dressed

If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry

What good am I



What good am I if I know and don't do

If I see and don't say, if I look right through you

If I turn a deaf ear to the thunder in the sky

What good am I



What good am I while you softly weep

And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep

And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try

What good am I



What good am I then to others and me

If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see

If my hands are tied, must I not wonder within

Who tied them and why, and where must I have been



What good am I if I say foolish things

And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings

And I just turn my back when you silently die

What good am I


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