Cut my hair and no-one here could tell.

I wish I could be somebody else.

Round and round.

Day in, day out.

I feel the doubt.

It’s all I think about

and now I’m fading out.

I hear the count.

It’s all I think.

I cut my hair and no-one here could tell.

I wish I could be someone else.

They want to pull me into hell.

I wish I could be someone else.

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

They all say “I hope you’re doing well”.

I can’t even say it to myself.

Round and round.

Day in, day out.

I feel the doubt.

It’s all I think about

and now I’m fading out.

I hear the count.

It’s all I think.

I cut my hair and no-one here could tell.

I wish I could be someone else.

They want to pull me into hell.

I wish I could be someone else.

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

(Ooh)

Cut my hair and no-one here could tell.

I wish I could be someone else.

They want to pull me into hell.

I wish I could be someone else.

(Ooh)

(Ooh)