I'm a living optical illusion
I'm a living optical illusion
I'm a living optical illusion
I'm a living -

The pastor a sinner
Preach of brighter days on my own look dimmer
Safe to say I'm hypocritical, I don't even know if the sky's still blue
And I'm always in my own way, wish I wasn't scared to move
And the advice I give to me doesn't ring true
And I've been dubbed a Kuya from the kinship of my friends
But I don't think I'm significant to them
I'm a living optical illusion
So close, yet, so distant to them

I'm the I in hypocrisy
Don't see why they got their trust in me
They say there's no love lost for me
But I find that hard to believe
They say there's no love lost for me
But I find that hard to believe

The sinner often feels the need to preach, although
Those who aren't fit to teach do so
All these friends and me, yet, I'm still alone
Integrity rock solid, it can't erode
And I'm so distant, put up walls to block any new approach
I'm always in deep thought yet I'm thinking too little
And after all the trauma my mind too brittle
Supposed to be a leader yet don't know where I'm going
Aiming for the top but I don't know if I'm growing
I'm lost

I'm the I in hypocrisy
Don't see why they got their trust in me
They say there's no love lost for me
But I find that hard to believe