I get the feeling you can see right through this thin veneer, this disguise

Questioning this process of mine, I’m not sure it still feels right

This is just the way I’m designed, falling through the cracks every time

Played the part and learned every line, an impostor to my life

I think I outgrew the skin I’m in, plagued by illness, spent the will to live

The only currency that stands, this existence fails me again

Plagued by illness, falling from my hands

This existence fails.

Tell me, what do you expect from me?

Did I ever even deserve this chance

To live on my own terms, to walk a different path

The unbecoming of this body holds me back

What will become of me as I approach the final act

Tell me, what do you expect from me?

Make me something of use, give me meaning

And I will wait patiently until I’ve fallen away

I want to shine with the light that everyone seems to see

Before it dies in me

I get the feeling you can see right through this thin veneer, this disguise

Questioning this process of mine, I’m not sure it still feels right

This is just the way I’m designed, falling through the cracks every time

Played the part and learned every line, an impostor to my life

Tell me, what do I need?

I’m still chasing what used to be, the apparition of another me

Tell me, what do you expect from me?