| I know I miscomprehend
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| And lie to my common sense
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| And run if my feet touch the floor
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| It’s easier to pretend
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| I’m stronger than all my friends
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| Than tell them I’ve never been less sure
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| And I start to think «if only»
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| I could be someone else
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| Blueprint the perfect person
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| And build them inside my cells
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| I don’t wanna be somebody
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| Who’s given up on themselves
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| It’s easier said than done but
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| I know I’ve got help
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| All I know is I have never known that much
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| But I know that I’m not ever giving up
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| I wanna make sure that you can hear
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| You can be greater than what you fear
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| All I know is all I really need is love
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| And I got it right here
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| I got it right here
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| The future still blurs and blends
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| The «what if’s"and «might have beens»
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| And looks a little worse than what’s real
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| It rarely ever comes true
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| And I shouldn’t be confused
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| So why is this still how this feels?
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| Well most times I over edit
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| The bad thoughts become ideal
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| My brain knows they’re hypothetic
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| But my heart doesn’t know what’s real
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| I don’t want to be somebody
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| Who never can be himself
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| It’s easier said than done but
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| I know I’ve got help
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| All I know is I have never known that much
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| But I know that I’m not ever giving up
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| I wanna make sure that you can hear
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| You can be greater than what you fear
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| All I know is all I really need is love
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| And I got it right here
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| I got it right here
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| Not giving up, no
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| Not giving up
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| Too much I love here
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| Too much I love
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| Not giving up, no
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| Not giving up
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| Too much I love here
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| Too much I love
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| All I know is I have never known that much
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| But I know that I’m not ever giving up
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| I wanna make sure that you can hear
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| You can be greater than what you fear
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| All I know is all I really need is love
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| And I got it right here
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| I got it right here |