Swallow my lies. as I obscure my emotions
Why must I contest myself
Always against myself. embody another
Death of true spirit. reflection brings question
I'll search for another
I'm sorry. if I can't feel. I'm sorry I'm not real
Pour myself into a mold of you
Grasped too fast. lost my reflection
Why must I contest myself
Always against myself
Imitation gets so far. but it kills from within
I'm sorry if I can't feel. I'm sorry I'm not real
Every time I think I'm right. I come out wrong
Every time I think to myself. I'm against my self