Who You Are
It's easy to forget
Who you are in the end
When you're always playing someone else
Yeah you're so
Fucking good at pretend
Now you're
Staring at the edge
So go ahead put another mask on
How many days did you say
That your soul would keep wasting away
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Got cut up soul
For a little bit of false hope
Sold it out for yourself
Now you're drowning in gold
Still never fit into
Any of their molds
Do you know who you are
Are you faking this whole show?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
So let me guess
You got lost again
Thought you were thriving in someone else's skin
But turns out
You never really fit
And now your mask is beginning to slip
Oh no
Here you go
Dragged out to sea by the undertow
Crushed by the weight on your shoulders
You say you're sorry
But your guilt isn't over
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Got cut up soul
For a little bit of false hope
Sold it out for yourself
Now you're drowning in gold
Still never fit into
Any of their molds
Do you know who you are
Have you been faking this whole show?
Who you are in the end
When you're always playing someone else
Yeah you're so
Fucking good at pretend
Now you're
Staring at the edge
So go ahead put another mask on
How many days did you say
That your soul would keep wasting away
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Got cut up soul
For a little bit of false hope
Sold it out for yourself
Now you're drowning in gold
Still never fit into
Any of their molds
Do you know who you are
Are you faking this whole show?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
So let me guess
You got lost again
Thought you were thriving in someone else's skin
But turns out
You never really fit
And now your mask is beginning to slip
Oh no
Here you go
Dragged out to sea by the undertow
Crushed by the weight on your shoulders
You say you're sorry
But your guilt isn't over
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Got cut up soul
For a little bit of false hope
Sold it out for yourself
Now you're drowning in gold
Still never fit into
Any of their molds
Do you know who you are
Have you been faking this whole show?
Credits
Writer(s): Camren Fielding
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