| Used to break my skin
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| To make sure I wasn’t dying
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| But I’m still trying
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| To come to terms with what
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| Whatever I think I am
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| I don’t think I can
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| Because I look in the mirror and I don’t like what I see
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| Like I’m starting to be something that nobody needs
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| So fed up with myself, if I was someone else
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| I could look in my eyes and say it straight to my face
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| That if I never change, I’ll go alone to my grave
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| If I was someone else, I’d put myself through Hell
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| King of letdowns
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| And heavy lies the crown
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| Somewhere, I lost myslf
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| Trapdoors, dead ends
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| And now I can’t pretnd
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| I could be someone else
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| Because I look in the mirror and I don’t like what I see
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| Like I’m starting to be something that nobody needs
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| So fed up with myself, if I was someone else
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| I could look in my eyes and say it straight to my face
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| That if I never change, I’ll go alone to my grave
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| If I was someone else, I’d put myself through Hell
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| Crawling in my own skin
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| Swimming through an ocean
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| Close enough to taste it
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| 'Til all of it was wasted
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| Crawling in my own skin
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| Swimming through an ocean
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| Close enough to taste it
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| 'Til all of it was wasted
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| Because I look in the mirror and I don’t like what I see
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| Like I’m starting to be something that nobody needs
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| So fed up with myself, if I was someone else
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| I could look in my eyes and say it straight to my face
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| That if I never change, I’ll go alone to my grave
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| If I was someone else, I’d put myself through Hell |