Feb 10, 2007 13:46
I'm becoming less defined as days go by
Fading away, well you might say I'm losing focus
Kinda drifting into the abstract, in terms of how I see myself
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself
Less concerned about fitting into the world
Your world that is!
Because it doesn't really matter anymore
No, it doesn't really matter anymore
None of this really matters anymore
Yes I am alone, but then again, I always was
As far back as I can tell, I think maybe it's because
Because you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself
And it worked.
Yes, it did!
There is no you, there is only me.
Well, the tiniest little dot caught my eye, and it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling, like I just knew it's something bad
I just couldn't leave it alone
I cut off that scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed through
Now I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be
And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
And now I know why, now, and now I know why
Things aren't as pretty on the inside
There is no you, there is only me
Only...