I'm always more beautiful two months ago So I'll take the mirrors out of my house But then I'd still have all the windows I couldn't help but look, tell me what that's about I don't have any inspiration I only see an outline of some flesh I guess now I think in animation A voice actor A cartoon of what's left Oh I'm not afraid I want to go back where I came from So I could be the first one to see it thru the eyes of someone Who's learned to love someone I have this dream Where I'm being chased but my legs go numb When I wake up I'm going to rub my joints with tiger balm