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.