Countless hours of wasting time looking for reasons I can hide behind.
With hazy memories that soothe my mind.
She said youre never gonna feel alright, cause you're spending too much time,
fighting enemies in your head you dont stand a chance against.

Why am I caught up swinging
within this goddamn weakness?
It has to be a failure by design that makes me feel so sick and tired without a reason.
Has to be a failure by design.

You always try to see the best in me
But Im so in love with the misery
Ill put on a happy face and hide all of my mistakes only for your sake,

But now you know
That I'm just an imposter,
fake smiles, white lies ,a ticket to hell

Reinvent myself, don't think I need help
who am I am I trying to impress?
Cause, no-one else is made out of gold

Welcome to a messed up life of a misfit, 26 years, living for the weekend.
Still believing someday things might finally turn out well.
Maybe things were broken from the start,
No fake faces show me who you are.

Why am I caught up swinging
within this goddamn weakness?
It has to be a failure by design that makes me feel so sick and tired without a reason.
Has to be a failure by design."