What Have I Done?

What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done?
Who have I become?

Living a fantasy…
Not sure who to be
The day is fading ever faster
Every time I turn around

Clutching on to anything
Anything that feels real
Trying to find a piece of me
Trying to find a piece of you

But who who who are we?
Who who who are we?
I’ve forgotten long ago…

I’m on a frikken’ carousel
On a sickening autopilot
Living my life for everybody else but me

What have I done?
What have I done now?
What have I done now?
Who have I become?

Lookin’ in the mirror.
I don’t know that person.
I don’t have a clue
Who she is anymore

I’ve pasted a bit of what
I thought everyone wanted of me
And plastered it all together
With staples, glue and chicken wire

It’s a plastic smile
It’s all a forgery
The hair the clothes the lifestyle
It’s anyone but me

I’m just a sellout
I’ve forgotten why I came
I’ve lost my joy in all I used to love
I’ve lived my life
In a state of semi-coma
It’s such a tragedy
Won’t somebody please wake me?

What have I done?
What have I done?
What have I done?

I don’t like who I’ve become.