Changing Arranging

[Verse 1] I'm changing, arranging Things I never thought I'd move before I'm changing, oh-arranging To your personality I asked for it before I need a soul who'll never say what I feel Just fearing that I will accept the ideal I look up high and I swear all I see It's a carbon copy image of me [Verse 2] I'm dying hard trying Baby, baby, for the rest of my life I'm trying and I'm dying Maybe, maybe he's trying to be my life I've got a never ending battle inside Just trying to rectify my personal pride I swear I don't know what it's got over me But I know it doesn't wanna be free [Instrumental Outro]