[Verse 1]
Sung shallowed shadow of some upset sun set in silhouette
Placing eyes prized, tracing outlines lets you evade intent
[Chorus]
Are you the you you’ll sing out loud
Or the you you’ll leave out?
[Verse 2]
Pencil in the pain preceding black
You’ve penned yourself in half
Yanking back the tact that you have lacked
Your mask is part the task
Ail your disguise
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
When platen pressed leaves no impression
Then does the subject lack weight?
Is this a deep enough depression
To re-prefix “the late”?
Failure to thrive
[Chorus]
Are you the you you’ll sing out loud
Or the you you’ll leave out?
[Outro]
Flaunting flaws for applause
In effect it’s your cause
Par the course
Of course
Insight inside an introverted hurt