I Dont Know Who I Am Anymore
Blown apart again and again, dismantled, taken apart from the inside.
I don't know who I am, I know that I'm not who I was.
The labels, the identity...they seem to matter less each time.
I look back at the rigidity and see it was the source of the pain.
So what now? Whatever comes...I'm just a leaf in a stream.
I don't know who I am, I know that I'm not who I was.
The labels, the identity...they seem to matter less each time.
I look back at the rigidity and see it was the source of the pain.
So what now? Whatever comes...I'm just a leaf in a stream.