A Quoi Ça Sert

I'm not so proud of this
Of who I am, I don't blame myself
I'm not what they want me to be
I hold onto thoughts that I lock away
In pretty ways so they get lost
To forget that they hurt me

But what's the point of being someone else
It's all so ordinary, just another story
But what's the point of giving it all
Of believing I'm loyal, among the crazies

I know, I know what’s worthless
The little things that disarm a fate
Of wounds and heartache
Some silences and what I am
Illusions, tears, I'll see more
Without regret, it's what I've got

But what's the point of being someone else
It's all so ordinary, just another story
But what's the point of giving it all
Of believing I'm loyal, among the crazies

But what's the point of being someone else
It's all so ordinary, just another story
But what's the point of giving it all
Of believing I'm loyal, among the crazies