I went blind from staring at the ground
I had bored myself and everyone around
could only hear laughter from the studio audience
on the T.V. downstairs
they sit there in their chairs
waiting for their queue to applaud
the actors on stage
but for who
their names, their face, they're fake
but for who
their names, their face, they're fake
I was sleeping on the carpet
when i awoke I sat up to touch
the lines the floor had drawn on my face
I don't remember but I guess last night
I came to this place
and I could not recognize my face
or maybe i just didn't want to
admit I am someone else sometimes
We are not who we are
sometimes
we are not who we are
we each get a name passed down
wether or not you like the sound of it now
it's not who you are
just what they will call you
any preconceived notion of who you could have been
will follow you until the end
Sometimes we are not who
sometimes we are not who
sometimes we are not who we are
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