You believe you're something different You believe you need something different You try and you try to be someone else Raking up more substance to add to yourself With whoever fits inside of your mess What makes you think you could comprehend The things so out of reach? How foolish and naive What is it that's under your skin? You're just a shell of who you are within You take the pain of someone else To try and make yourself seem special What's so great about the other side? You just can't face the you you're running from You get caught up in things you can't understand To make up for the fact Your individuality never existed Isn't that just ironic? You're so adamant that you're not like the rest Yet you're exactly the same Do you feel special? Do you feel accomplished? Fucking with everyone else as your escape Knowing deep down things will never change The reality of who you are will stay the same Are you that special? What did you accomplish? Isn't it strange to pretend that you're insane? Hiding the truth to run from the shame If you're turning things around Then you better show your face What's so great about the other side? You just can't face the you you're running from You get caught up in things you can't understand To make up for the fact Your individuality never existed Isn't that just ironic? You're so adamant that you're not like the rest Yet you're exactly the same