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Here I am twenty-three Looking myself in the mirror Barely knowing me, yeah Is it my own or a copy Personnality, made from ptsd Empty like childhood memories Who am I supposed to be Who am I supposed to be now I don't know how I should just figure it all out And make it work out Some parts of me I don't get Am I fucked up in my head Might be a sinner, might be a saint Quiet, discreet, for too long Made me feel invisible Surviving as only goal I was no one all along Here I am twenty-three but still a stranger to me Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Could never really be, no, I could never really be Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Here I am Twenty-three Acknowledging myself Questionning Echoing Answers I start to dread like What do I love Who do I love I'm all over the place, yeah Who am I supposed to be Still remains inside my head Who am I supposed to be now I don't know how To make my friends understand that I'm no longer what They thought I was in their heads The one they pretended to get Might be the beginning of my end Quiet, discreet, for too long Made me feel invisible Surviving as only goal I was no one all along Here I am twenty-three but still a stranger to me Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Could never really be, no, I could never really be Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Who the f*ck am I Who the f*ck am I Here I am twenty-three but still a stranger to me (Who the f*ck am I) Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Could never really be, no, I could never really be (Who the f*ck am I) Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Here I am twenty-three but still a stranger to me (Who the f*ck am I) (Here i am, twenty-three) Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah Could never really be, no, I could never really be (Who the f*ck am I) (I could never really be) Who the f*ck am I yeah, the f*ck am I yeah