Worn Out Mannequin

I was marching on
Life just went along
It was medicine
It belongs where I go
Not a show, it's my mirror
Stuck in its reflection
It's the road I choose

I am marching on
And they sing along
It's my medicine
It belongs where I go
Not a show, it's my mirror
Stuck in its reflection
It's the road I choose

You beg me for my soul
Dig deeper to see

These epochs changing me
Forever I am
Forever I cannot see
A self-made narrative is what is given
Naked and buried I finally feel
Blind eyes still seek
My soothed mind still speaks
Please let me be

You beg me for my soul
Dig deeper to see
You want me to deliver
And it makes me bleed
You whisper your attack, whisper lies
Share your breath with me, you swallowed mine
Keep in mind there is still a hope
Need that remedy, godspeed

Leaving the silence behind doors so thin
I laid my body down to hear the sound
I don't belong here
I don't belong
Leaving the quiet behind doors so thin
I laid my body down to hear the sound
I don't belong here
I don't belong
I don't belong here
I don't belong

You beg me for my soul
Dig deeper to see
You want me to deliver
And it makes me bleed
You whisper your attack, whisper lies
Share your breath with me, you swallowed mine
Keep in mind there is still a hope
Need that remedy, godspeed

We are here
We are
Every night so confused
Trapped in my own abuse
Courtesy, courtesy
Dark and blistered
Worn out mannequin
The end

Worn out mannequin
Worn out mannequin
The end
Worn out mannequin
The end
Worn out mannequin