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Wake up early, go through the motions,
Say I’m fine to every “how are you,”
Got people ‘round me
every single day, But still feel like I’m talkin’ to a wall.
Busy street, a hundred faces,
Nobody stops, nobody stays,
I got a job,
I got a life,
So why’s it feel like something’s missin’ every day?
They see me laughin’,
see me fine, They don’t see me some nights cry,
Answer texts with “all good here,” Then I sit alone and wonder
why.
Is anybody there when the phone goes quiet?
Is anybody real behind the small talk and the smiles?
‘Cause I got people ‘round but I feel so alone,
Somebody tell me why this crowded life feels like I’m on my
own
It don’t feel like home,
No, it don’t feel like home.
Scrollin’ through a hundred numbers,
Can’t find one to really call,
Everybody’s got their own thing,
Guess that’s just how it is for all.
I show up, I do my part,
Nobody sees what’s in my heart,
‘Cause bein’ surrounded ain’t the same,
As somebody knowin’ who you are.
They see me laughin’,
see me fine, They don’t see me some nights cry,
Answer texts with “all good here,” Then I sit alone and wonder
why.
Is anybody there when the phone goes quiet?
Is anybody real behind the small talk and the smiles?
‘Cause I got people ‘round but I feel so alone,
Somebody tell me why this crowded life feels like I’m on my
own
It don’t feel like home,
No, it don’t feel like home.
(I just wanted to be known)
(Not just a face in someone’s phone) I just wanted someone near,
Who’d stay if I just said it here.
So is anybody there… When the noise finally stops… Is anybody real…
When the mask finally drops…