Podcast Episode 2 (Still no Shawn)

"Who I Am" is a soft guitar driven song that is about being yourself no matter what people think.

Who I Am

Say hey familiar stranger
I’m a sucker for the past
My dreams are laced with dopamine
They almost bring me back
Disclaimer I’m in danger
From residing in my head
And you can’t be my novocaine
If he’s the one who heals your pain instead
I hope that he falls inside those emerald eyes
I hope that he goes wild for that sunset smile 
I hope that he buys you roses
I hope that he gives you the finer things
I hope he treats you like I did
But we both know that he’s not me
Tell me bout California 
High school must be a drag
But your friends say you feel more like yourself
Than you ever have
Out here in Arizona 
I’m settling into my skin
But it must be something special
To be him
I hope that he falls inside those emerald eyes
I hope that he goes wild for that sunset smile 
I hope that he buys you roses
I hope that he gives you the finer things
I hope he treats you like I did
But we both know that he’s not me
You were the only thing that felt like home to me (and I never wondered)
I remember all those nights with your family (and you never wanted)
To think about what’s ahead
Just live in the moment there’s no sweat 
But things could never really be like you said 
Cuz we never really knew what we wanted 
But after months of getting over you
I love where I’m at I know know you do too
And now things are great between us two
Getting out of California was the best thing to do
For me, but now there’s a new sheriff in town
Every hope of coming back for you’s been shot down
And the finger behind the trigger belongs to you now
I’m not mad how could you know that I was coming around
To the idea of maybe getting you back
Cuz time is a trap and I got caught in the past
I’m an instinctual being with a knack to react 
There was blood in the water i couldn’t help but attack
Now I'm no expert in the folk music scene
But I know that he'll be playing second fiddle to me
I know it sounds cliche but not so hard to believe 
I hope that he falls inside those emerald eyes
I hope that he goes wild for that sunset smile 
I hope that he buys you roses
I hope that he gives you the finer things
I hope he treats you like I did
But we both know that he’s not me

He's Not Me

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