The temperature is rising and the spring is coming soon
I spent all the cold reflecting all the things that make me blue
Like how I’ve got a habit of wishing I was someone else
Well sometimes it’s just easier than trying to be yourself
Will they find me out? Will they find me out?
They’ll see it in my eyes
The fear and self doubt
And they’ll cry fake and they’ll call me out on
Being no one but myself
Someone who doesn’t think that they deserve
Anything they’ve ever earned
Maintain the cool exterior
Don’t let them see you break
And I am making it by faking it
Seeing how much I can take
Though I might feel like a fraud
It’s this challenge that I crave
Pushing my own limits to see what I can create
Please twist my arm
I want the fucking stars
Go on and spread me thin
Cos I am here for it
And they’ll cry fake and they’ll call me out on
Being no one but myself
Someone who doesn’t think that they deserve
Anything they’ve ever earned
Who do you, who you, who do you think you are to me?
Who do you, who you, who do you think you are to me?
Who do you, who you, who do you think you are to me?
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