[verse 1]
Let me tell you about these demons I fight
When you're scared to death you lose the very freedom of life
I need to learn to leave the past where it lies
But when you wear a mask you lose sight of what it's trying to hide
I was told when I was five
Your thoughts become your actions, your actions become your life
So be careful what you think, and I've been writing them down
Was scared to let them out...but you're hearing them now
Because of that fear, I'm good at faking my feelings
When you fish for happiness then you're constantly reeling
I'm going through the motions and the feeling is numb
It's not about the journey ahead but how far that you've come
Add it up and the solution is clear
More times than not you're in front of the mirror when facing your fear
And honestly, I never like the reflection
Seems my only protection are these imperfections

[hook]
All you see is the surface, misdirection is perfect
When you draw back the curtains, then you get the full person
We all wear a mask, keeping it on is a task
The only question is now, how long will it last
How long will it last
The only question is, how long will it last
You've only seen the surface, and that was on purpose
Time to draw back the curtains, here's the full person

[verse 2]
Just me all alone, jumping the ship
Throwing shit against the wall hoping something will stick
It's my only chance of getting out of this place
Love it to the point I really hated showing my face
I'm so transparent, has no one really caught on
Some would say it falls on me, something I had brought on
I can't disagree, this isnt what I planned on
The type to take the first step with no leg to stand on
So I'm sacrificing status to garner success
Trading looks of pride for whispers that my patience will test
Your opinions will be shifted, respect will be lost
I've paid more for less, so that's a minimal cost
Used to worry too much, but that notion has left me
Wasted time on people who will never accept me
Its not a revelation, so no need for this mask
The breaking point has come and gone, freedom at last

[verse 3]
So my control has certainly faded
A little narcissism mixed with a little self hatred
Making jokes is my mechanism to cope
The criticism alone lets me know my system is broke
It's like my conscious wants to harbor the source
Proves that my preparation isn't par for the course
Peace of mind, just one day at a time
So when you look deep inside, this is what you will find