IMPOSTOR The jury's out, I'll wait to see It's my time now, I'm going to be Hung up on what my faite should be Is this thing real, I cannot tell Am I an impostor in this world, I'm not myself This hollow pain that just frustrates, it's eating at my soul. Find myself staying here without a shade of doubt I'm not the answer as much as I am the cause Now I'm a part of this I don't know what went wrong It's not my fault, at least that's what I tell myself. Don't think I'm something that I'm not To jump that far before the start I put the effort in my life I'm up and down, torn by strife I'm in the middle of myself, and I can't win I'm sure there is a point at which the both of us can meet.