Some days I wake up feeling
Dreams are real and real life’s dreaming
where’d the day go where I would be there
dressed like someone who was just not me
Run around acting like someone else
In my dreams I would tell me to be myself
Forged my voice so I could be him
The only voice that can’t push me away
Fooled myself and all those around me
But I can’t fool myself anymore
I tried to remember who die
and I tried to be the man who died
and I tried too fucking hard
I tried to, to be you, and then you died
I’ll stay true and be you untill I find
I’m not you, and I’ll be true, to my own mind