(Verse 1)
[G]Been rotating the same two outfits for three years now
[Am]Waiting for some kind of inspiration
To [C]make me feel like I'm my own person
[G]But buying new clothes just makes me feel down
[Am]Having new style cause me more attention
[C]And I don't feel like I'm my own person
[G] I just feel like some other version [Am]of me [C]
(Verse 2)
[G]Been talkin' 'bout the same problems for years now
[Am]But nothing I do seems to [C]make things happen
[C]I try too hard, guess I got to keep searchin'
[G]Can't help but think I just stand out
No [Am]matter what I do, it's bad, it's hurting
And [C]I don't feel like I'm my own person[G]
[Am]I just feel like [G]some other version of [C]me
(Chorus)
I wanna [Am]blеnd into the [B7]background
I wanna [Em]be nobody and nevеr make a [A7]sound
But I [Am]wanna start feeling like I can be my[B7]self
Oh, [Em]wherever I go bad thoughts are lurking
[A7]I try and I try but I'm not my own person
[G] [C]
(Verse 3)
[G]I need new shoes, these ones are worn out
[C]I'll buy the same pair just a different version
[C]'Cause God forbid, I put some effort in and
[G]It'd be nice if I wasn't filled with doubt
Oh, I can't [C]help but feel I've got some kind of curse
And I don't feel like I'm my own person [G]
[G]I just feel like some other version [Am7]of me
(Chorus)
[C] I wanna [Am7]blend into the [B7]background
I wanna [Em]be nobody and never make a [A7]sound
But I [Am7]wanna start feeling like I can be my[B7]self
Oh, [Em]wherever I go bad [D#]thoughts are [E]lurking
[A7]I try and I try but I'm not my own person
I wanna [Am7]be buried in the [B7]ground
And I don't [Em]want anyone to ever dig me [A7]out
And I've [Am]never had a sense of [B7]self
Oh, [Em]the longer I stay here [E]the more things worsen
[A7]I'll never be my own per[Em]son
[G] [C] [A] [C] [G] [A] [C]
(Chorus)
I wanna [Am]blend into the [B7]background
I wanna [Em]be nobody and [E]never make a [Em]sound [Am]
[Am]But I wanna start feeling like I can be my[B7]self
Oh, [Em]wherever I go bad [G]thoughts are lurking
[A7]I try and I try but I'm not my own per[Em]son
I wanna [Am]be buried in the [B7]ground
And I don't [Em]want anyone to [B]ever [E]dig me [Am]out
[Am]And I've never had a sense of [B7]self
Oh, [Em]the longer I stay here the more things worsen
And [A7]I'll never be my own per[A]son [A7]
