Cut My Hair

Cut my hair and no-one here could tell. I wish I could be somebody else. Round and round. Day in, day out. I feel the doubt. It’s all I think about and now I’m fading out. I hear the count. It’s all I think. I cut my hair and no-one here could tell. I wish I could be someone else. They want to pull me into hell. I wish I could be someone else. (Ooh) (Ooh) They all say “I hope you’re doing well”. I can’t even say it to myself. Round and round. Day in, day out. I feel the doubt. It’s all I think about and now I’m fading out. I hear the count. It’s all I think. I cut my hair and no-one here could tell. I wish I could be someone else. They want to pull me into hell. I wish I could be someone else. (Ooh) (Ooh) (Ooh) (Ooh) Cut my hair and no-one here could tell. I wish I could be someone else. They want to pull me into hell. I wish I could be someone else. (Ooh) (Ooh)