Who

I love my smile
My smile belongs to me
No denial, take a while
And let it free
I love my hair
My hair belongs to me
I don't care if I don't comb every strain
I'll let it free
I'm searching for me
Who will I be
When I let me be me
I'm searching for me
For me, for me
Who, Who will I be?
When I let me be me Oh yeah
The parking lot is covered in cockroaches
Styrofoam, plastic, and cardboard boxes
All the yuppies holding hands with the hippy kids
Under the purple sky sunset
Right by a City Fitness
Singing
Who will I be?
Rescue me from anxiety
Turn my pillow to the cold side and get back to my dream
Sit down with a professional to talk about OCD
But I also need some company and a cup of tea
Who will I be?