If you knew the things that were in my head, most of the time
You would understand why I can't be alright, I can't be fine
Cus I'm never what they wanted, always last in line
But maybe it's always been me
Cus how can everyone else be wrong
I keep on trying to build myself up
Just to fall on insecurities
(Whats left in me.)
Whats left in me
If you knew the things that were in my head
It's why I act like I don't care instead
But I just end up feeling indigo
Cus I just want to feel human like you
I keep on trying to build myself up
Just fall on insecurities
(Whats left in me.)
Can you tell me, I'm good enough for you
I just want to feel human too
(Whats left in me.)
