It all grabs a hold of me

And I can’t see the forest for the trees

I let it build inside of me

My god, my stomach’s sick

And I can’t think

Of one damn thing that I’m living for

So who am I? Is my life a lie?

Why am I being pulled from two sides?

I swear my reflection isn’t me

But photographs tend to disagree

Still don’t know who’s staring back at me?

Oh god am I going crazy?

I swear, I swear I just fake this

I swear to god that I’m not gonna make it

More pressure on my spine’s gonna break it

Am I telling lies, or am I losing my senses?