| I’ve been so stubborn as to argue the point I don’t believe
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| Insignificant thoughts I couldn’t even concede
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| Insecurity speakin' for me, I listen and agree
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| At the right time, I slip away into the darkness I recede
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| And so I straighten up my back
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| And I shave off all my hair
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| I’ve never lookin' back
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| But all these burdens are still there
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| Not takin' chances embedded in my own self-doubt
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| Pretend to understand what all the books I read were about
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| Between the lines, I find a place to hide and call my own
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| If no one sees me, I can live with all the seeds I’ve sewn
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| And so I straighten up my back
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| And I shave off all my hair
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| I’ve never lookin' back
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| But all these burdens are still there
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| I’ve straightened out my facts
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| And I’ve learned how not to care
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| I’m never looking back
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| But all these burdens are still there
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| If I could take just one moment to reassess myself
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| I wouldn’t do it, always too scared to ask for your help
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| Create white noise and just keep walkin' on around my head
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| Your intelligence won’t define me when I’m dead |