It's not what you are
It's not who you are
It's all about the one they want you to be
It's all about the one you're supposed to be
I'm sick of all your judgments
How I wish I could start from scratch
You can't run back the tape
You cannot start from scratch
I just wanna take a little time out
I just wanna kill this fake myself
I just have to die to be another me
All you can do
Never enough
Hard to get through
Better be tough
I'm sick of all your judgments
How I wish I could start from scratch
You can't run back the tape
You cannot start from scratch
I'm sick of all your comments
How I wish I could start from scratch
You cannot start your life from scratch
Let me be
And break the chains that strangle me.
Let me breathe, let me struggle!
I have enough of acting all the roles of this play
When will the curtain finally fall?
I can't remember when all went wrong
But on this very day:
I colored the angels gray,
On the book that taught how to pray
I colored the angels gray
On the paintings that showed the way
They told me to build this wall,
A fortress against the world
But I couldn't lift the stones,
Much too heavy for a little girl
So I colored the angels gray,
On the book that taught how to pray
I colored the angels gray
On the paintings that showed the way
Now they besiege the soul
That was left defenseless
Years ago by a child
Who could not know the consequences.