What’s Mine

I'd rather imagine myself...
Nowhere, there's nowhere I'd rather be
Away from my mind
Nothing but clutter
I know what's mine

Head-on, head on time
It's hard to walk inside
First steps feel harder for the second time
Everything in pieces
I know what's mine

I'm smoking outside
Exhaling my whole life
When the light ain't so harsh, I can try
And talk myself out of it
But you still know how to dance so you don't take no for an answer
You still know how to dance so you don't take no for an answer
Yeah, you still know how to dance so you damn well don't take no for an answer
You still know how to dance so you damn well don't take no for an answer
Oh, what's mine?

I can't let 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (Let 'em know) I'm not fine
I can't let 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (Let 'em know) I'm not fine
I can't let 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (let 'еm know) I'm not fine
I can't lеt 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (Let 'em know) I'm not fine
I can't let 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (Let 'em know) I'm not fine
I can't let 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (let 'em know) I'm not fine
I can't let 'em know (I can't let 'em know), let 'em know (let 'em know)

(whistling and instrumental music)