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.