Bandit

Fuck it, yeah Fuck it I'm going to take the mask off I'm going to be myself Show a little pride Put the ego on the shelf Shed a little skin Want to let you in on a secret Twenty two years I should probably keep it Looking for love in a sequel Couldn't my love be equal too It's time I share the truth I've got good friends They've got good intentions If they knew And I left the room I wonder what they'd mention I wondered what they'd judge me for But I don't give a damn anymore Don't make plans anymore Call me Cam anymore Don't assume I'll be here in the morning And all the calls and the texts I'll ignore them Just like the jabs and the jokes as you told them And I've got bricks on my feet where I'm standing Sinking in the sand while I'm looking all around for a helping hand Don't you understand I'm black and blue Feeling fucked up Too far gone and I'm feeling too much Feeling sort of open Frank like Ocean Like I'm on an Island isolating and I'm coping, hoping I can leave behind the baggage Live my life acting like I never had it Gene Kelly I'll be singing in the rain And I'm losing my umbrella Cause I'm dealing with the pain I walk around Head hanging down I'm solo I don't want to be found All my peers Don't understand I wear a mask to conceal who I am I'm the man Don't need a bandage I was born an outlaw I was born a bandit From the wild west I was born a cowboy kid Trying to wear the boots That I'll never fit in Trying to plant a seed For my family tree Standing in the street both sides seem greener I'm staring at the man in the mirror Couldn't see him any clearer