Are you afraid
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Afraid of the truth
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In the mirror staring back at you
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The image is cracked
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But so is the view here
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And the strength of a tree
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Begins in the roots
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That I tend to bury into you
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At least now the storm
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Can't blow me away
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So crawl inside
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My head with me
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I'll show you how
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It feels to be
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To blame like me
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Should I be afraid
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Of this face that I see
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In the mirror staring back at me
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So cold were the days
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When I listened to you
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And you say that I'm weak
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So show me the proof
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Because I still exist inspite of you
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But I won't compete
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With you every day
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So crawl inside
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My head with me
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I'll show you how
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It feels to be
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To blame like me
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Schizophrenic conversations that I'm always having with myself
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I hear these
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Voices in my head competing, maybe I could use a little help
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I still have
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Schizophrenic conversations when there's no one else around to hear
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I long for
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Solitude and peace within me, void of all the anger and the fear
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So crawl inside
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My head with me
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And I'll show you how it feels to be
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Fucked up like me
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I'll show you how it feels to be
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To blame like me
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Ashamed like me
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Schizophrenic Conversations
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