Identity 101 Lyrics

She's losing faith from the past few times

If I said otherwise, I'd be lying (I'd be lying)

So, her social life's out the window

And her care is going to crawl

Her ID is all she has left

Then she can't move down onto the bets

For that, she would need her head to be for let

Spacious enough so the friends coulda met

But that's gone and so she moves on

But as her friends left her, the ID tagged along

Tryna get down and move around

But she can't seem to get a push up from the ground

So she tries to pull up from the back

See where her identity may be at

It's flat, nothing can get it back

Losing it like her brain's on a lack

And she tries to get it back from a sleep (hit the peak)

Hit the peak of the week

That's probably it for that then

No alarms went off like Big Ben

Stuck here, thinking of what to do next

No one to go to, no one to text

When I say no one, I mean no friends

Pretty much left her, down to her end

And that is it

Left her head to get down and split

She'll never reunite with them again

That can't be fixed (no way)

Sometimes you'll miss

Knowing yourself, see yourself in the mist

It is worse for her

Without your identity, you won't grow like fern

From her face, there are no more gleams

Her ID left and took away her nice beam

Forever cut at the seams

Never recover from this it seems

Your ID is your national heart

Play in the park, get that and go far

I know her, not tough-faced like tree bark

Wishing her ID would come back while laying in the dark

Is that it though?

Movin' a bit mad with that no ID business, no?

For me, it's a hard thing to understand

Never had this issue

I live way too comfortably

(Not for her it seems)

I just don't get it

But I think her heart's shredded

Oh my, how will we ever mend it?

Dunno if IDs can be mended

Probably a lost cause

Still want to try and find it, of course (of course)

"Why didn't you respond to my text?"

Screaming at the phone

All alone

That's all that she knows

At this point

Might as well be seen by a drone (she's dead inside)

For her, being empty inside is in

And it's no sin

Stuck inside a pet shop on display

No boys to come in

Getting up feelings, getting up feels

No more meals to fall down the hills

Her heart's racing fast, no car

Around the life track, it goes fast

Stuck inside her own little world

Won't get out, this door won't (open)

Refusing to search for herself out there

Her ID's in the air

And it's no use, the boys in blue

Can't even find her excuse

They just dismiss any outright passage of her life not moving true

From her face, there are no more gleams

Her ID left and took away her nice beam

Forever cut at the seams

Never recover from this it seems

Your ID is your national heart

Play in the park, get that and go far

I know her, not tough-faced like tree bark

Wishing her ID would come back while laying in the dark (deep in the dark)