I rarely know what I'm talking bout
This voice keeps saying
People are staring at me
I drink the cheap stuff to drown him out
This town is small and I fear that I'll never leave
Got no direction I'm headed toward
Yea there's a knife in my back but there's blood on my hands
I'm closing doors like a saboteur
I keep my distance drawing all of these lines in the sand
And it hurts this way
But it works this way
Lost souls and daydreams
Caught in the mess of the rush
Miss how the days feel
When I was simple and young
My color's fading
Knew that it was shot from the start
Oh plastic faces
Too scared to show who we are
I hate the way that I stay the same
I rewatch movies cuz I know how they end
I'm so afraid of making changes
That might explain why I hate making friends
And it hurts this way
But it works this way
I'm a one man choir
Put myself on trial
Is there anyone else to blame?
Lost souls and daydreams
Caught in the mess of the rush
Miss how the days feel
When I was simple and young
My color's fading
Knew that it was shot from the start
Oh plastic faces
Too scared to show who we are
Anywhere but home
Feels like home to me
Drowning in regret
Am I my own worst enemy?
I'm just holding on to phases
Turning memories into cages
Did this nightmare
Become my reality?
Lost in my reveries
Caught in the mess of the rush
Miss how the days feel
When I was happy and young
My color's fading
Tore my ambitions apart
Oh plastic faces
Lost souls and daydreams
Caught in the mess of the rush
Miss how the days feel
When I was simple and young
My color's fading
Knew that it was shot from the start
Oh plastic faces
Too scared to show who we are
Too scared to show who we are
Too scared to show who we are
Too scared to show who we are
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