Sometimes I sit ask myself
Who am i?
My angels stand on my shoulders
and whisper their lies in my ears
One from each level and I'm the one from here
They say many things both good and ill
to win me to their side
Who do I believe?

but then I realize
I cant change that
So again, I'll ask myself
Not "who am I?"
but, who am I becoming?

Again they speak with their seductive tongues
They're not here for me
They're here to make me
I need to shut them out
Cuz that,
That I can change
So can they, and they know it
Sometimes even without me realizing
I can let that happen again
So since I cant seem to  
just shut them up for me
Please set me free

To become, who i wanna be