Could It Be

well i don't know what to say because there's truth to what you say i know it kills you i'm this way there's something different every day could it be that i never had the chance to grow inside? could it be that i my habit is to find a place to hide? could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree? could it be that i'm only being me? not easy living in my mind a little peace is hard to find my every thought is undermined by all the history inside could it be that i never had the chance to grow inside? could it be that i my habit is to find a place to hide? could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree? could it be that i'm only being me? i know i hear the words you said over and over again i just can't get them through my head there's just too many voices must be like living with the dead waiting for me to begin to do the things i have said and for this i'm sorry so there's some truth to what you say could it be that i never had the chance to grow inside? could it be that i my habit is to find a place to hide? could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree? could it be that i'm only being me?