"O que eu sou"
"Espera, o que é isso?"
"Esse sou eu."
"Essa é a forma que faz com que os outros reconheçam como eu mesmo."
"É o simbolo de mim mesmo."
"Esse é, esse e esse também são representações."
"Tudo é mera descrição não o meu eu verdadeiro."
"O que que eu sou?"
"Você é você"
I see you get home drunk sometimes
I watched you fight and break a rib
You always yell when you're alone
I watched you lose all of your friends
You try to sit me down and tell me what you do and don't regret
There's something you teach me every time
But something you never learn yourself
I tried to be the person
I tried to be somebody else
I put on a shirt that won't fit
And it hurts but it can't be figured out
I'll try one more time
And leave knowing you'd die for me (He has some love)
But when I f*ck up he counts me out
I'm drawing out the plan
I'm gonna fix you with gasoline
I'm gonna burn what you really love
Open baskets
Fire on cans and dying maggots
I hear the fire crackle loudly
Burnt to a crispt, you'll never find it
So, if you wanna kill me then do it loudly
I see myself in an open casket
I can't turn out like you wanted, sorry
A part of me wants to let you have it
I can't feel bad 'cause
There's something you teach me every time
But something you never learn yourself
I tried to be the person
I tried to be somebody else
I put on a shirt that won't fit
And it hurts but it can't be figured out
I'll try one more time
And leave knowing you'd die for me (He has some love)
But when I f*ck up he counts me out
