Self Portrait

People come and go And I can't pick the tones When I colour myself Thought I'd know by now This feeling tends to stay And the paper gives way Only so much I can take And my self portrait echoes shades of grey Mother paints me pink But who am I to me Sister gave me green But who am I to me I've been a liar, a loser, an angel, a saviour, all by 23 But who am I to me Who am I to me My body's made of clay Due to set in May And I'm bound to break And my self portrait echoes shades of grey Mother paints me pink But who am I to me Sister gave me green But who am I to me I've been a liar, a loser, and angel, a saviour, all by 23 But who am I to me Who am I to me I've been a liar, a loser, an angel, a saviour, all by 23 But who am I to me Who am I to me Who am I to me Who am I to me