I Don't Wanna Be Me

Ever throwing at his home
Two glass houses, twenty stones
Fourteen yellow, six are blue
Could it be worse?.. Quite doubtful.
I don’t wanna be me anymore
I don’t wanna be me anymore
Two steps forward, three steps back
Without warning, heart attack
He fell asleep in the snow
Never woke up, died alone
I don’t wanna be me anymore
I don’t wanna be me anymore
Please don’t dress in black
When you’re at his wake
Don’t go there to mourn
But to celebrate
I don’t wanna be me anymore
I don’t wanna be me anymore
I don’t wanna be me anymore
I don’t wanna be me anymore