Who are you, realy? /my own/

So you're feeling tied up to a sense of control,
And make decisions that you think are your own,
You are a stranger here, why have [bad word] 
Why have [bad word]  lift me higher, let me look at the sun,
Look at the sun, and once I hear them clearly, say

Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove,
‘Cause I've got nothing left to lose,
See me bare my teeth for you.
Who, who are you?

Now you're moving on and you say you're alone,
Suspicious that this string is moving your bones.
We are the fire, we see how [bad word] 
See how [bad word]  lift me higher, let me look at the sun,
Look at the sun, and once I hear them clearly, say

Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove,
‘Cause I've got nothing left to lose,
See me bare my teeth for you,
See me bare my teeth.

Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove,
‘Cause I've got nothing left to lose,
See me bare my teeth for you.
Who, who are you?