I look in the mirror every morning and I don’t see myself
The figure who’s staring and appearing to me is someone else
Maybe if I keep looking back long enough I’ll be compelled
To see this weld together reflection, forever been upheld
Perceive it as deceptive conception of how I see myself
But it’s not
(Not my own)

This feeling of distress, mixed with pressure, that’s deep inside of me
That manifests through states of depression and my anxiety
The one that pushes me into struggles with my sobriety
Won’t ever overtake me and make up my entirety

Cause these thoughts
They’re not
(Not my own)

They’re intergenerational products of my environment
Problems that my parents projected into the child of me
Stuck beneath the surface they influencing the drive in me
Traumas that I’ve been through that shape how my psyche lies to me

Yeah these thoughts
They’re not


I came to hate the other side it seems
I feel betrayed by every part of me
Can’t pull it out, I’m stuck, it’s everything
Can’t pull it out, I’m stuck, it’s everything

I came to hate the other side it seems
(In this life)
I feel betrayed by every part of me
(Time of mine)
Can’t pull it out, I’m stuck, it’s everything
(I would like)
Can’t pull it out, I’m stuck, it’s everything
(To live)

I came to hate the other side it seems
(In this life)
I feel betrayed by every part of me
(Time of mine)
Can’t pull it out, I’m stuck, it’s everything
(I would like)
Can’t pull it out, I’m stuck, it’s everything
(Just to live)