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