Please Come Home for Christmas

I'm happy, so happy,
It seems in my mind I can fake it.
I can fake everything,
Drifting, drowning, slipping awy from myself.
Everyday I misplace me.

Where do I fit in?
What's my role in this world?
When can I breathe?
When everything I say seems to be the wrong thing.

I am broken.
Choking on air.
I am lost.
Rip me open,
See what might be there.
'Cause I don't know who I am.
Who I am.

Am I happy?
Is that what you see?
I can't find what's inside of me.

Where do I fit in?
What's my role in this world?
When can I breathe?
When everything I say seems to be the wrong thing.

I am broken.
Choking on air.
I am lost.
Rip me open,
See what might be there.
'Cause I don't know who I am.
Who I am.

Drag me down, take me out.
Don't let me show you my soul on a dare.
But still I just can't hide from myself anymore.
Like i'm not really here.

So now I gotta be what's inside of me.
Deeper than the stars, pull my heart.
What is good enough?
Do i measure up?

I am broken.
Choking on air.
I am lost.
Rip me open,
See what might be there.
'Cause I don't know who I am.
Who I am.