Tekster: KOJI. Most of Everything.

I gave away most of everything
To see if then I could get free
I cut off most my hair
Cause I was getting scared
That I might be hiding something

It was like seeing my face for the first time
Like seeing my face for the first time
Like seeing my face for the first time
For the the very first time

Seeing my face for the first time
Like seeing my face for the first time
Like seeing my face for the first time
Like seeing my face for the very first time

In going outside
I think how I might have changed
I wonder, who am I today
Now I haven't got a lot
But it's much more than I thought I'd need to get by
A simple path
A simple life