Who am I? It is Me

[Intro — close, almost spoken] Who am I? It is me. [Quiet breath] So... here we are again. [Verse 1 — Me] I feel my hand against my ribs It rises when I breathe Mechanical, predictable A thing I need to keep Pain tells me I am somewhere Feeling says I'm still alive But if the body does it for me Where exactly am I? [Other Me — flat, close] You ask too many questions. [Me] Who are you? [Other Me] I am you. The part that thinks too much And feels too little The part that takes you down to pieces Flesh Bone Impulse Signal And calls that understanding [Pre-Chorus — dialogue overlaps slightly] [Me] Is consciousness real? [Other Me] Does it matter? [Me] Is autonomy real? [Other Me] Tell me which decision was ever yours alone Every voice Every hand Every memory Every wound Pushing Pulling Teaching you where to go [Chorus] Who am I If I don't believe I am? I speak But I don't feel the words I laugh But nothing in me laughs My heart beats far too loud Like it's trying to prove something Who am I If I don't believe I am? [Verse 2 — Other Me] What keeps you from walking away? What keeps you from saying everything? What keeps you inside the lines When no one's there to see? [Me] Feeling. Maybe. Fear. Maybe. [Other Me] Exactly. A machine made out of flesh Programmed not to die [Me] That's cynical. [Other Me] Am I wrong? [Short instrumental — pulse, low piano] [Me — softer] I don't always feel in control I don't know if my choices feel like mine I worry about everybody else Until there's nothing left for me And someday All of this ends anyway So where does that leave us? [Other Me] Depersonalization. Depression. A name for every empty room. [Me] Do you remember anything good? [Long pause] [Other Me — quieter] Hardly. When you're busy surviving You don't stop to admire the view [Bridge — almost no music] [Me] All I know is that I'm here This is me Flesh and bone My heart is beating too loud My body hurts My head hurts I say things And hear myself saying them But sometimes I don't know who spoke [Other Me] You did. [Me] Did I? [Other Me] You did. [Final Chorus — restrained, not louder] Who am I If I don't believe I am? I move I breathe I answer when I'm called I make a joke I hear the laughter But somewhere underneath it all I'm still asking Who am I If I don't believe I am? [Outro — two voices nearly indistinguishable] [Me] You are you... [Other Me] I am me... [Me] I guess? [Very quiet] Who am I? [Other Me] It is me.