When I look, I look
I look inside myself
What I see, I see
I see the real me
Not a shell, a shell
Of what I want to be
But an image, an image
Of what's inside of me
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
When I hear, I hear,
I hear the words they say
What I feel, I feel
I feel it pushing me
Not a chance, a chance
That I'll run away
What I've found, I've found
I've found is here to stay
Is it obsession
Or just an appreciation?
Is it obsession
Or just an appreciation?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Is it who I am who I am
Or who I want to be?
Never been a question of sincerity
Always been a flame that burns inside of me
Never been a question of sincerity
Always been a flame that burns inside of me
Obsession
Or appreciation?