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