Strangers hiding under the familiar
Even though I'm changing, aging
They keep getting stranger
Is this who I really want them to be?
And what for?
What for?
Cut me out a reason to feel better than before
But I can't lie
Find me hiding underneath the paper
Caught myself in danger
Made of something unfamiliar
This is what I really want
But what for?
What for?
Cut me out a reason to feel better than before
What for?
What for?
Cut me out a reason to feel better than before
But I can't lie
Better than, better than before
Better than, better than before
Better than, better than before
Better than, better than before
Better than, better than before (I)
Better than, better than before (can't lie)
Cut me out a reason to feel better than before
