I don't know what to do with myself
I'm a sandpaper sphincter
Yeah, I come across too strong

I'm looking for someone to help me
Because I can do nothing on my own
There's an endless flailing going on...
Like trying to grasp hold of something

Is there anything that's real?

Is there anything real?

Is anything real if you aren't looking at it?

"You know, out of all the friends I've known you've really been the greatest to me so far. You listen, you care, and I feel really comfortable around you. I can honestly say I love you, but with the situation it won't work out."

Why can't I be real on my own?
Perception is all of life;
My perception, Jaded and Alone