I'm tired of filters and empty quotes
You're not a guru
You don't have to gloat
Can you please offer some clarity
On our obsession with vanity
I'm not I'm not
Who you are seeing
I'm not the mannequin that I'm displaying
You're not you're not
The words you speak
Oh you're not the counterfeit that you're portraying
Is there someplace that we could go
Where our damages could be exposed
Where our joy isn't all for show
Or for the commentary
Why do I feel like my life's only rich
If I'm sharing stories to scratch someone's itch
I want to see you without all the glow
In the ordinary
In the ordinary
So tell me what gets your body high
What makes your mind and your soul come alive
What are you scared of
And where do you go when no one's following
I'm not I'm not
Who you are seeing
I'm not the mannequin that I'm displaying
You're not you're not
The words you speak
Oh you're not the counterfeit that you're portraying
Is there someplace that we could go
Where our damages could be exposed
Where our joy isn't all for show
Or for the commentary
Why do I feel like my life's only rich
If I'm sharing stories to scratch someone's itch
I want to see you without all the glow
In the ordinary
Hey
In the ordinary
Hey
In the ordinary
Maybe we don't have to hide
And mask what we all hold inside
Oh no
Maybe we don't have to hide
The truth that we all hold inside
Is there someplace that we could go
Where our damages could be exposed
Where our joy isn't all for show
Or for the commentary
Why do I feel like my life's only rich
If I'm sharing stories to scratch someone's itch
I want to see you without all the glow
In the ordinary
Hey
In the ordinary
Hey
In the ordinary