It’s a Trip

Empty, waking up in your twenties
What you don’t know is now in stereo
Is this where you expected to be

You’re lost in translation
Like you’ve always been
Expectations with a little shame

I can see who you are
But no you’re never gonna set her free

What’s the worst thing I could say
I’m the one who seems finds out every day

Oh my god it’s a trip
I like things you think they’re shit
Cut my hair in different ways
Something new but I’m still the same

I can’t be the one you need
When you smile, too many teeth
Just the same with extra cheese
In my heart it’s killing me

Selfish, or so it seems
When I’m not thinking
I wash my face
And I tie back my hair

Can you see who I am
Are you ever gonna let me be