Superficial nature wearing thin.
I can't seem to begin.
What really do I see when I stare back at me?
As crushing time reveals my foe,
Inheriting all woe.
Solutions in the past,
Conditioned not to ask.
Chorus
It's what you're meant to be,
Your name and number.
Be all that you should be.
You will recover things you haven't lost,
Cause they don't see you like you think they do.
Please just become you.
Verse 2