I can hear your thoughts. Like footsteps in the dark. The pain stirs in your voice. Cuts like daggers to my heart. . Don't you be afraid. Baby, I'm here.
I played the fool today. And I just dream of vanishing into the crowd. Longing for home again. But home is a feeling I buried in you. I'm alright, I'm alright.
Identity. Is the crisis. Can't you see. Identity identity. . When you look in the mirror. Do you see yourself. Do you see yourself. On the t.v. screen.