So you feel entitled to a sense of control And make decisions that you think are your own
You are a stranger here, why have you come? Why have you come?
Lift me higher, let me look at the sun Look at the sun
And once I hear them clearly, say Who, who are you, really? And where are you going? I have nothing left to prove 'Cause I have nothing left to lose See me bare my teeth for you Who, who are you?
Had some realizations the other day over on @collabwithmyself











