Question Existing (The Wideboys Remix)

Take off my shirt.

Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt

Stare at myself in the mirror

Take me apart piece by piece

Sorrow decrease

Pressure release, I put in work

Did more than called upon, more than deserved

When it was over, did I wind up hurt (Yes)

But it taught me before a decision ask this question first



Who am I living for?

Is this my limit, can I endure some more

Chances are given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit, can I endure some more

Chances are given, question existing



Take off my cool, show them that

Under here, I'm just like you

Do the mistakes, I may make me a fool

Or a human with flaws, and if that I'm lost

Round of applause, take the abuse

Sometimes it feels like they want me to lose

It's entertainment is that an excuse? (No)

But the question that lingers whether win or lose



Who am I living for?

Is this my limit, can I endure some more

Chances are given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit, can I endure some more

Chances are given, question existing



Dear Diary,

And to all them

Entertaining is something I do for a living

It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal,

I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think

I suck sometimes,

But when you're in the spotlight,

Everything seems good,

Sometimes I feel like I have it worse cause I have to always keep

my guard up,

I don't know who to trust, I don't know who wants

to date me for who I am,

Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am,



Who am I living for?

Is this my limit, can I endure some more

Chances are given, question existing

Who am I living for?

Is this my limit, can I endure some more

Chances are given, question existing