So afraid of what you may think
I need something to cling onto
Slowly, what I believed in, turning into a lie
How come it's possible?
How come it's possible?
The image I project is me without me
Seems to me it's all the same
I wish there was a way
To aim and miss, my supernatural art
And all the plastic people that surrounds me
I have to find the path to where it all begins
As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore
I'm the sculpture made out of clay
The picture that I scanned is borrowed
To teach the world my supernatural art
I've lost the perfection, a mess without words
Before it all falls apart
Before I break you in parts
I feel so invincible
I wish there was a way
I feel so invincible
Trying to explain who I am
Spending too much time with myself
I need someone to break the silence
Time and time and time and time again
After the education you stopped making sense to me
