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Who am I to tell you anything?
To try and dampen your fall?
Who am I to believe I'm more
than simply nothing at all?

Break my shell,
force your way in,
Break your spell,
get out of my skin.

Who am I to know your name?
To cling on to the key to your door?
Who am I to use it in locks
I know it was never for?

Break my shell,
force your way in,
Break your spell,
get out of my skin.

Who is that echo of my voice?
And the consequences of my choice?
I label you, baptize you,
to make you real,
but the closer I get to naming you,
the more far away I feel.

Break my shell,
force your way in,
Break your spell,
get out of my skin.

Break my shell,
Break with the past,
Break your magic,
take your spell away at last.