Seems like nothing is ever really what it seems
I'm a man, I'm a boy
Why bother with what my mirror sees
When the girls in this city are much prettier than me
So I'll pass the time and cut out both of my eyes
You're right they look nice but yours are better than mine
So when I fall away and ditch the scene remember me
Please remember that I said I was going away and didn't mean a thing
My judgment and deliverance won't go away

INVIA LE CORREZIONI