Soft but Dead / King of Skin

The days stack on top of one another

I bet I act just like my mother did

When she was my age

Does she dream of a boy crushed by a great big machine

Are you as comfortable as me

Wish you could see me when I sing

Your praise to all my friends

Do you even see me at all

Were your lies as comfortable

I'm not trying to hide so many parts of myself

But there it goes again

I'm not trying to hide so many parts of myself

But there it goes again

I'm not trying to hide so many parts of myself

But there it goes again

My hands are falling off the steering wheel

My face has lost all of its appeal

I see so much of her that's still in you

Are there parts of me that's still untrue

Working on my not worrying

(Wish you could see me when I sing)

But I guess it goes again

Do you still know me after all these years

(Your praise to all my friends)

Would you believe in me facing all my fears

Do you still know who I am

Do you still think of me as the same person

I'm not trying to hide so many parts of myself

But there it goes again

I'm not trying to hide so many parts of myself

But there it goes again

I'm not trying to hide so many parts of myself

But there it goes again

But there it goes again

I know a woman who once said

"The only people who don't change are dead"

And I'm not ready to bury you yet