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
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself

Sometimes, I can see right through myself

Less concerned, about fitting into the world

Your world that is, cause it doesn't really matter anymore (no,
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
brecause you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up, to hurt myself


I just made you up to hurt myself
Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself

I just made you up to hurt myself
Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself


And it worked
Yes it did!


There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no $#&@ing you, there is only me

There is no $#&@ing you, there is only me

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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've been picking at 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, now I know why
Things aren't as pretty, on the inside


There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me

There is no $#&@ing you, there is only me
There is no $#&@ing you, there is only me


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