I'm becoming defined as days go by Fading away, well, you might say I'm focus of drifting into the abstract In of how I see myself
Sometimes, I I can see right through myself Sometimes, I think I can see through myself Sometimes, I can see right myself
concerned about fitting into the world Your world that is, it doesn't really matter anymore (No, it really matter anymore) No, it really matter anymore None of really matters anymore
Yes, I am alone but again I always was As far back as I can tell, I think maybe because Because you were never really real to begin I made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt Yeah, and I just made you up to myself I just you up to hurt myself Yeah, and I made you up to hurt myself
And it Yes, it did
There is no you, is only me is no you, there is only me There is no fucking you, there is me There is no fucking you, there is me
Well, the tiniest little dot my eye And it out to be a scab And I had this funny Like I just knew something bad
I just leave it alone I kept picking at that It was a doorway to seal itself shut But I through
Now I'm somewhere I am not to be And I can see things I I really shouldn't see And now I why now, now I know why Things as pretty on the inside
is no you, there is only me There is no you, is only me There is no you, there is only me There is no fucking you, there is me