ID
Been dancing to the same old lines
Always tryna get it right
I know it's wrong
Thoughts about perfection
And how it took over my life
Troubles invade my privacy
I start to lose my identity
All the crowds blur
Too many people in the club now
Too many thoughts are racing through my head
People tryna sell me out
Temptations rising caught up in a web
Too many people in the club now
Too many thoughts are racing through my head
People tryna sell me out
Temptations rising caught up in a web
Been walking round for so long
Head down body bruised
Feeling so alone
Like nobody understood
My pain, my fear, my shame
Too many people in the club now
Too many thoughts are racing through my head
People tryna sell me out
Temptations rising caught up in a web
Too too many
Too too many
Too too many
People people
Too too many
Too too many
Too too many
People people
Too many people in the club now
Too many thoughts are racing through my head
People tryna sell me out
Temptations rising caught up in a web