Your self control makes me feel alone

I've tried confidence had it for breakfast today


I've lost the perfection, a mess without words


As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore




The image I project is me without me


The picture that I scanned is borrowed




After the education you stopped making sense to me


Seems to me it's all the same

Time and time and time and time again


Slowly, what I believed in, turning into a lie


To aim and miss, my supernatural art




Spending too much time with myself


Trying to explain who I am




How come it's possible?


I wish there was a way

I feel so invincible


I'm the sculpture made out of clay




I need someone to break the silence


Before it all falls apart


I need something to cling onto

Before I break you in parts





So afraid of what you may think

And all the plastic people that surrounds me


I have to find the path to where it all begins


To teach the world my supernatural art




How come it's possible?


I wish there was a way

I feel so invincible


I'm the sculpture made out of clay