What it's like, to be me

You have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes just to see, what it's like to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes And you don't have to walk no thousand miles I guess we would have to walk a mile In each other's shoes, at least What size you where? I wear tens Let's see if you can fit your feet

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