Persona

Every morning, I put it on

I walk outside, and I am gone

And I don't seem to mind anymore

I can't think what it was like before I wore it all the timeOh, oh, ohIn the evening, I take it off

But there's another one underneath

And I can't seem to find the bottom of the stack

I might just lose my mind and never get it back

But at least I'll get insideOh, oh, ohAt least I'll get insideOh, oh, oh, ohThere's a feeling that I get sometimes

It's so small that it's easy to hide

It's like a howling voice from a distant past

It seems I've got no choice when it comes to this

It's building up insideOh, oh, ohIt's building up insideOh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh