I'm becoming less defined
as days go by fading away
well you might say
I'm losing focus
Kinda drifting into the abstract
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
None of this
really matters anymore
Yes I am alone 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
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 fucking you
There is only me
There is no fucking you
There is only me
Only only only only
Well the tiniest little dot
caught my eye
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 kept picking at the scab
It was a doorway
trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed through
Now I am 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
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 fucking you
There is only me
There is no fucking you
There is only me
Only only only only
Only only only only