Everybody wants to be somebody. Nobody wants to be themselves. I got a thousand friends But I don’t know where they live Everybody’s taking pictures Nobody wants to admit That the smile ain’t always smiling And the flex ain’t always real Everybody’s selling something Everybody’s got a deal I bought a little confidence Put it on my credit card Now I’m paying interest On becoming who you are Maybe I’m addicted To the person I pretend to be Maybe all this noise Is just afraid of me I DON’T WANNA BE FAMOUS I JUST WANNA BE FREE I DON’T WANNA BE SOMEBODY IF SOMEBODY ISN’T ME I DON’T NEED YOUR NUMBER I DON’T NEED YOUR SCREEN IF I CAN’T LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND RECOGNISE ME Who am I? Who are you? Who decides? What is true? Mama said, “Get a good job” Daddy said, “Buy a house” Internet said, “Build a brand” Now I’m talking to myself out loud Everybody’s got an opinion Everybody’s got a cure Everybody knows exactly What everybody’s living for But nobody asks the question.
