My search for truth My search for purpose In your selfish actions and manipulation Always proves useless
You will waste a lifetime of breath On one empty 'cause after the next You will never find relief From the constant sharp sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach When you look around a crowded room And know everyone sees through you
So bend and contort to fit the shape Of people and ideals that you imitate This construct of self you're holding together One day soon is bound to shatter Into broken shards that collect at your feet This is what you are, this is all you'll ever be
