Native Wildlife - Impostor Syndrome | Текст песни

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Is this what is meant by burned out? I like to pretend all of this has no impact on me. I like to pretend no one looks so closely. I craft an image of myself to view at a distance. Now the image is all that remains. Truth be told, I am terrified. I’m the product of a different man who walked here on dumb luck and walked off.

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