Let me deep, let me deep
Let me deep, let me deep
Let me deep, let me deep
Let me deep, let me deep
Let me deep, let me deep
Let me deep, let me deep
Let me deep, let me deep
Personal lies
Deep personal lies
I tell myself as I lie
In bed every night
That I'm not here
Or if I'm here
I'm only here for a few minutes
And when I'm here
It's just to bear witness
Here's my weakness that I freely admit
I find it difficult (Difficult)
To freely exist
I may as well be dreaming
I don't even feel this
All of the time
Am I asleep?
Or depersonalized?
What do I mean
When I say "I"?
Is I just eye
Plus ear, plus mind
Ah
What makes you human is the sum of your memory, right?
Reality is nothing but experience, sequentially
Your taste, and your touch
And your sight, and your thought
All mixed together like a melting pot
And we tell ourselves (tell ourselves)
That these (that these)
Stimulants and memories create identities
I don't know if these identities make me up
Or if I make them up
See
Some of these identities get stronger as you grow up
But some minds aren't strong all the time
And stress makes a mess of what you know
Uh, uh
What you know, uh
I am not myself
'Cause I do not know myself
All I know is myself
Is not a wealth of health
My self is a puzzle
Collecting dust on a shelf (on a shelf)
A jigsaw puzzle I'm afraid to take out
'Cause it's missing pieces
Every morning I wake up
And try to match some creases together
But whatever I do
The pieces fall apart as I move
A corner piece, I lose
A side piece, too
A center piece
Like a legless centipede
I've lost my centerpiece
There can be no peace when this loss doesn't cease
Call a ceasefire
I get tired too easily
And I can't solve the problems of society (society)
If I can't even piece together what's inside of me
Society's inside of me
I'm inside society
I need to stop overusing the word society
I wanna be here, ya see
But you don't hear or see
Me, and I understand
Sometimes all the puzzle pieces are there
The end (the end)
But most of the time I gotta lie to myself
And just pretend (pretend, pretend, pretend)
Imaginary pieces fill in my spaces
One where my heart is
One where my brain is
I want to
I want, too
I want like you do
I'm real, too, so
I'm real, too, so
Why does reality feel like a fantasy?
Why can't I deal with ambiguity
Like everyone around me?
I wanna feel real
I want my wants to feel real
I wanna be alive, but I die from this Achilles' heel
I want my head to stop spinning
Put a stick in that wheel
Put a stick in that wheel
Is that too real?
Have I let on too much on how I feel?
Let me deep
Le- Le- Let me deep
Le- Le- Let me deep
Let me depersonalize