Lyrics Mannerisms - City of the Weak

Mannerisms

I can’t look at, at who I am
Put on a front to get me by
Stare into the mirror, looking in my eyes
They fade from grey to black
No one talks about it
We’re all sold the same lie
No one talks about it
The truth will come out eventually
I won’t turn back, I won’t turn back
If only I could break this, this cycle
They’ll all go down together, they’re just so in denial
I’ll watch them fade from grey to black cuz
No one talks about it
We’re all sold the same lie
No one talks about it
The truth will come out eventually
No one talks about it
We’re all sold the same lie
No one talks about it
The truth will come out eventually
No one talks about it
We’re all sold the same lie
No one talks about it
The truth will come out eventually
No one talks about it
We’re all sold the same lie
No one talks about it
The truth will come out eventually