How can I change the world if I cant even change myself?
I cannot change the way I am?
I dont know, I dont know.
I take a look at the world behind these eyes,
Every nook, every cranny reorganize,
Realize my face dont fit the way I feel.
Whats real?
I need a mirror to check my face is in place,
Incase of upheaval, fundamental movement below,
Whats really going on I want to know,
But yo, we dont show on the outside, so slide.
Just below my skin Im screaming...
I need a mirror for my spirit,
Yeah, can you feel it?
When I get deep, want to hear myself sleep,
Not drowning, tumbling around and around in the voices
Like a crowd in my head so loud,
I wonder what its like to be dead,
I hope its quiet, noise in my head like a riot,
Any remedy you have for me Ill try it.
Just below my skin Im screaming...
Im going deep, so deep that I cant sleep,
The pills aint cheep but the bills are steep,
So I [? ] with a booze and a spiff,
Try to snooze,
But whos dreaming, this is win or loose,
Put down the drink, try not to think,
Let it go, fundamental movement below,
And yo, reality is dreaming,
Just below my skin Im screaming...