Who Am I Now: Lyrics (Re:Domestic Violence)
Wrote this as a song. At the end, I’ll post the link to hear the song. It’s an all black video except my knee makes an appearance at the end. 🙄 You’ll need to unmute right away. I had a hard time singing it, because my throat tightens when I’m emotional, so the singing isn’t great and I just started teaching myself guitar, but my idea came through. And in the last line it says “by my side” but it should be “ON my side.” I know it seems like it doesn’t flow, but with the music, it does.
Who Am I Now
I was once important
To the others,
Known for truth and wisdom
And for answers
I became person non grata
To everyone
Including brothers
Now I’m known for things I never did
Or said or even thought of
Oh no, mmmhmmm,
And the others either shun me
Or they come for me with pitchforks
They’ve gotten caught up
In the lies
So who am I now
What am I supposed to do
My family turned its back
As the others planned attack
Although it isn’t true
What they say
I guess it doesn’t really matter all that much anyway,
anyway
Who am I now
Who am I now
Who am I now
when my memories
Are called hyperbole
And the voices sound like thunder in my dreams
I’m awakened by the silence of my screams
In their gossip I’m a character I play
The curtain leaves them guessing
That maybe I’ve gone away
I Was once A teacher
And a learner
To this crowd
Pointing, they judged me guilty
But I can’t speak my pain aloud
So who am I now
What am I supposed to do
My family turned its back
As the others planned attack
Although it isn’t true
What they say
I guess the Truth never really mattered all that much anyway
Anyway
Who am I now
Who am I now
Who am I now
when my memories
Are called hyperbole
I Was once so happy
In this town
Until it turned around and let me down
This was once my family
Until they pushed me out
Now there’s nothing much to write home about
So who am I now
Who am I now
Who am I now
What am I supposed to do
My family turned its back
helped the others to attack
Although it isn’t true
Even to this day
all my memories
Are called hyperbole
How dare they define me
But the question that still brings me doubt
The thing that I still cry about
mmm-mmm-mmm
Is who am I now?
Who am I now?
Who am I now?
what am I supposed to do
Yeah, What am I supposed to do
Without you
On my side
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