Somewhere we try to hide
Escape ourselves
We want control
So...
We try to be someone else
Is this control?
Sometimes we cannot choose
The love that lives or dies
There's no control
So...
We try to be someone else
When it's easy to die and hard to live
We start to need someone else
When it's easy to die and hard to live
When it's easy to die and hard to live
When it's easy to die and hard to live
