I'm so uncertain of what's growing in my head That's how it goes when there are ghosts to put to bed What does it want from me Certificates of certainty There must be help around the bend
Am I its brother, its mother and its son Am I the poster of everything it's done Am I a woman 'cause I'm scared to be a man I'm reaching out inside with everything I am
One by one the voices make their rounds The monster I have hidden in my mouth
One by one the voices make their rounds The monster I have hidden in my mouth All at once I give into its sound The monster I have hidden in my mouth
Did I just have to live the chapter on regrets Should I just tell myself it's easy to forget I cannot face my pain the same familiar way again 'Cause we are more than who we are
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