Last night, off-guard caught
Surprise showed, but your eyes did not
And this is what I've done
Every falsity I fabricate unstrung
Unspun. Unspinning
Unspinning
'Til I'm face to face with all that I
All that I've done
You've spun me around again
Like a spinning wheel pulling on frayed thread
And I can still hear you
And feel your face in my skin
In my skin
In my skin
And I'm face to face with all that I
All that I've become
You've pushed me far from it
Far away until it was again
I'm fucking up every day
And I can't pay
The price that's billed for what I've made
And I'm face to face with all that I
All that I've done
And I'm face to face with all that I
All that I've become
All that I've become
All that I've become
