Take off my shirt. Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt, Stare myself in the mirror Take me apart peace by peace, Sorrow decrease Pressure release, I put work Did more than called upon, More than deserved When it was over, Did I wind up hurt (Yes) But it taught me before a decision ask this question first
Who am I living for? this my limit, Can I endure somemore Chances are given, Question Existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore Chances are given, Question Existing
Take off my cool, show them that under here, I'm just like you Do the mistakes, I may make me fool Or a human with flaws, admit that I'm loss Round of applause, Take the abuse Sometimes it feels like they want me to lose It's entertainment is that an excuse? (No) But the question that lingers win or lose
Who am I living for? Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore Chances are given, Question Existing Who am I living for? Is this my Can I endure somemore are given, Question Existing
Dear Diary, And to all them Entertaining is something I do for a living It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal, I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think I suck sometimes, But when you're in spotlight, Everything seems good, Sometimes I feel like i have it worse cause I have to always keep my guard up, I don't know who to trust, I don't know who wants to date me for who I am, Or who wants to my friend for who I really am,
Who am I living for? Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore Chances given, Question Existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit, Can I endure somemore Chances are given, Question Existing