Texty: Trapt. Dissemble.

It's holding you down
Back from where you want to be
Forces everything away
From what you really need

Be like that
Call it your high
Makes you wonder why
Your in this made up world

Rips me
Ripping and pulling me
Bringing me down on the ground
Then I'm older

I can't wait
Can only lie down and realize
That we are everything that we disguise
And we run and we make up these lies

Fake world
Maybe you might see
Maybe it comes over you
Tells you not to be afraid
Of who you really are

Stand in your shoes
So I can tell the difference from
I can tell you apart from the rest of this world

It rips me
Ripping and pulling me
Bringing me down on the ground
Then I'm older

I can't wait
Can only lie down and realize
That we are everything that we disguise
And we run and we make up these lies

It's so sickening to see your interpretation
Your realization of what, I don't trust this
Fake world

Everybody lies and we trust it but why?
Just to feel alright
Do we really need to bend at that?
Made up mistake in this world of escape but

Everybody lies, everybody sins
But where we draw the line
Is the difference between us

Everybody lies, everybody sins
But where we draw the line
Is the difference between us