Shoulders

The rest is an illusion
Caught up in what you see
Starin' back, blank face
Not soakin' up the scene
Fear of the unknowing
Are just emotion, it seems
You can't handle pressure
To any particular degree

But am I stranger?
Could you stare through me?
One eye on ya, tenderly

Shoulders and spine
Hunched forward, symptoms of a coward's mind
Search oneself, define
You should never compromise the original thing you had in mind

Half of the time, I have no reason to try
And find a compromise for the tears you cry
To front for the fears you hide
It's unbearable seeing a fear you hold
Closer to yourself than I will ever be
Than I will ever seem

But am I stranger?
Could you stare through me?
One eye on ya, tenderly

Half of the time, I have no reason to try
And find a compromise for the tears you cry
To front for the fears you hide
It's unbearable seeing a fear you hold
Closer to yourself than I will ever be
Than I will ever seem

But am I stranger?
Could you stare through me?
One eye on ya, tenderly