Finding Who You Are

I see the people with the random numbers on their shirts Oh I question why they aren't as hurt Oh And all the others passing by they don't understand No Sometimes I sit and wonder why they chose me Why Finding who you are Finding who you were Burning morals from yesterday you found obscure Finding who you are Finding what you were Store your fate to rest repose and fade away The photographs you take are always taken in the rain Why You base your life around those TV shows full of pain and rage And when you think that no one loves you you lose hope You lose faith Finding who you are Finding who you were Burning morals from yesterday you found obscure Finding who you are Finding what you were Store your fate to rest repose and fade away