The Man He Invented

There's writing on his skin again
Truth or lie, he can't explain
The words are his, but not his voice
He live inside another's choice

Mirrors break and show him still
A face rebuilt by his own will
Each scar a story he redesigned
To cage the guilt inside his mind

He's chasing down the man he invented
A stranger his heart defended
The ink won't fade, but he forget
The truth's a script he haven't read yet
Yet
Haven't read yet
Yet

He wear the pain like borrowed skin
A story told from deep within
Each photograph rewrites the scene
And kills the man he might have been

The more he chase, the less he find
A hollow truth inside his mind
If he remember just to pretend–
Then where does the nightmare end?

He's chasing down the man he invented
A stranger his heart defended
The ink won't fade, but he forget
The truth's a script he haven't read yet
Yet
Haven't read yet
Yet