Versions of Me

Verse 1

There are voices wearing my face,

Calling my name from another place,

Every one says, “Let me through,”

Another version claiming to be true.

Pre-Chorus

They’re pounding on the walls inside,

Nowhere left for me to hide.

Chorus

I’m fighting myself over being myself,

Every version wants to be somebody else,

They’re trying to get out, trying to become me,

Fighting for the right to be the one you see.

I’m losing myself while defending myself,

From all of the me’s screaming off the shelf,

If I’m the real me, then tell me who are they?

And which one of us gets to walk away?

Post-Chorus

My voice, my face, my name, my skin,

But I don’t know where I end or they begin.

Verse 2

One says run and one says stay,

One wants everything thrown away,

One wants love, one wants revenge,

And I’m caught somewhere between them.

Pre-Chorus

They know every weakness that I hide,

Because every damn one of them lives inside.

Chorus

I’m fighting myself over being myself,

Every version wants to be somebody else,

They’re trying to get out, trying to become me,

Fighting for the right to be the one you see.

I’m losing myself while defending myself,

From all of the me’s screaming off the shelf,

If I’m the real me, then tell me who are they?

And which one of us gets to walk away?

Post-Chorus

My voice, my face, my name, my skin,

But I don’t know where I end or they begin.

Bridge

Maybe there was never only one of me,

Maybe I’m everything I’m afraid to be,

Maybe every voice behind that door

Is another piece I’ve been fighting for.

But if I let them out, what happens then?

Do I disappear—or become whole again?

Guitar Solo

Verse 3

Now the mirror looks like a crowded room,

A hundred versions waiting to assume

The life I built, the name I own,

Each one swearing they belong on the throne.

Pre-Chorus

So I scream at them, they scream at me,

“Which one of us is supposed to be free?”

Chorus

And free myself, just to be myself

No one can save me from somebody else,

Because somebody else has always been me,

Me another possibility begging to be free.

I'm fighting myself while defending myself

From all of the me's screaming off the shelf

If I'm the real me, then tell me who are they?

Which one of us gets to walk away

Post-Chorus

My voice, my face, my name, my skin,

But I don’t know where I end or they begin.

Outro

The voices get quiet, but they never leave,

Every one of them still sounds like me.

I spent my whole life fighting to be free—

Only to find I was fighting me

Over me

Being me.