| Camouflage | |
| What is this force around me | |
| Just like a tractor beam that | |
| Is always pulling me down...and when | |
| Ever I get the chance to | |
| Spill my guts about you | |
| It tries to tape up my mouth | |
| What good am I | |
| If I just keep you quiet | |
| What good am I | |
| if I don't speak, 'cause... | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I don't wanna be camouflage | |
| What I'm not | |
| 'Cause what I got invades the world | |
| I don't wanna be in a box | |
| All I want | |
| Is just to stop being | |
| Camouflage | |
| I'm sick of trying to blend | |
| Thinking that I should fit in | |
| Like I am somebody else...Why do | |
| I go against what I say | |
| I come across like a fake | |
| And keep you all to myself | |
| It's not that I | |
| Wanna shove it on somebody | |
| It's just that I | |
| That I can't hide | |
| [Repeat Chorus] | |
| I can't hide | |
| [Repeat Chorus] |