Identity Crisis
Yo
Starve The Ego
Feed The Soul
Yeah
This is like what you get if you mixed Jamiroquai with KSI
Could be the reason why, you look up at the sky at night
And maybe a tear forms in your eye and you wonder why
Why am I me? What's the reason to be
There's got to be more that I can't yet see
And maybe, I don't wanna be, the person I was meant to be
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I really wanna be somebody else
Maybe I'm really not who I am today
Maybe you really never know what I'm gonna say next
If you ever dealt with dissociation
Then you know what its like to know frustration
With your own mind, blowing time right by
Doing things you might not like, but that's just life
Or so I've been told
But its like being left out in the blistering cold
And now I'm getting old, I'm growing my own mold
About to blow away like a tornado
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'll get on my knees and pray, pray that I become somebody else
Maybe I really wanna be somebody else
Maybe I'm really not who I am today
Maybe you really never know what I'm gonna say next
Like a T-rex, everyone thinks they're the best
But in reality they're no better than all the rest
I'm getting off at the next exit
I'm breaking off like the next Brexit
I'm taking off, like the next Space-X, yet
I still don't have a clue, what I'm gonna do
All I know is that, ooh
I don't know who I wanna be today, maybe I wanna be somebody else
I don't know who I wanna be today, but I don't want to be myself
Maybe I wanna be Muhammad Ali, maybe I wanna be Elvis Presley
(This is personality 38 checking in)
Somebody help my I've lost my identity
Somebody help me I'm losing my sanity
Somebody help me to get a grip on reality
Somebody help me I've go no faith left in humanity
Maybe I don't wanna be myself
Maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe you could just leave me up on the shelf
Don't worry about me, I've created my own hell
And I don't need your help
Starve The Ego
Feed The Soul
Yeah
This is like what you get if you mixed Jamiroquai with KSI
Could be the reason why, you look up at the sky at night
And maybe a tear forms in your eye and you wonder why
Why am I me? What's the reason to be
There's got to be more that I can't yet see
And maybe, I don't wanna be, the person I was meant to be
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I really wanna be somebody else
Maybe I'm really not who I am today
Maybe you really never know what I'm gonna say next
If you ever dealt with dissociation
Then you know what its like to know frustration
With your own mind, blowing time right by
Doing things you might not like, but that's just life
Or so I've been told
But its like being left out in the blistering cold
And now I'm getting old, I'm growing my own mold
About to blow away like a tornado
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'm not who I am today, maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe I'll get on my knees and pray, pray that I become somebody else
Maybe I really wanna be somebody else
Maybe I'm really not who I am today
Maybe you really never know what I'm gonna say next
Like a T-rex, everyone thinks they're the best
But in reality they're no better than all the rest
I'm getting off at the next exit
I'm breaking off like the next Brexit
I'm taking off, like the next Space-X, yet
I still don't have a clue, what I'm gonna do
All I know is that, ooh
I don't know who I wanna be today, maybe I wanna be somebody else
I don't know who I wanna be today, but I don't want to be myself
Maybe I wanna be Muhammad Ali, maybe I wanna be Elvis Presley
(This is personality 38 checking in)
Somebody help my I've lost my identity
Somebody help me I'm losing my sanity
Somebody help me to get a grip on reality
Somebody help me I've go no faith left in humanity
Maybe I don't wanna be myself
Maybe I want to be somebody else
Maybe you could just leave me up on the shelf
Don't worry about me, I've created my own hell
And I don't need your help
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Writer(s): Tyler D Clark, Tyler David Clark
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