i look in the mirror and try and find every waste of breathe i've gathered over passing time i'm not myself i never was i'm just a kid covered in rust
the shame is creeping up my name was never good enough
i watched my back, headed for home the only common sense i've even known i'm not myself i never was i'm just a kid covered in rust
the shame is creeping up my name was never good enough
and when i wake up i feel anxious and i pray that i could change but for now i'll stay the same from day to day and when i wake up i'm so angry that i made myself this way avoiding change i swore to yesterday