i’m becoming less defined
as days go by
fading away
and well you might say
i’m losing focus
kind of drifting into the abstract
in terms of how i see myself
sometimes i think i can see right through myself
sometimes i think i can see right through myself
sometimes i can see right through myself
less concerned about fitting into the world
your world that is
cause it doesn’t really matter anymore
no it doesn’t really matter anymore
no it doesn’t really matter anymore
none of this really matters anymore
yes i am alone
but then again i always was
as far back as i can tell
i think maybe it’s because
because you were never really real
to begin with
i just made you up
to hurt myself
refrain
i just made you up
to hurt myself yeah
and i just made you up
to hurt myself
i just made you up
to hurt myself yeah
and i just made you up
to hurt myself
and it worked
yes it did
there is no you
there is only me
there is no you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me
post
only
only
only
only
well the tiniest little dot caught my eye
and it turned out to be a scab
and i had this funny feeling
like i just knew it’s something bad
i just couldn’t leave it alone
i kept picking at the scab
it was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
but i climbed through
now i am somewhere i am not supposed to be
and i can see things i know i really shouldn’t see
and now i know why now now now i know why
things aren’t as pretty
on the inside
there is no you
there is only me
there is no you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me
there is no fucking you
there is only me
only
only
only
only
only
only
only
only
Artist: Nine Inch Nails
Year: 2005
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 117