I’ve been lying to myself about the lies I kept hidden Doing damage to myself and I despise the ******* feeling And the red inside my eyes ain’t surprising if you with it Cuz you either die a hero or surmise to be the villain Or you lie to paint this image as you walk around pretending And stressing about these problems that just seem are never ending I’ve been lying to myself and honestly I’m so offended I’m relying on some help I thought that I was independent When being honest with yourself is a challenge in itself Broken promises and searching for some balance and some help And the pain you thought you felt is no comparison to hell I’m dying deep inside, outside I’m doing well But you probably couldn’t tell as I’m lying to your face About all the pain I felt and I just probably needed space Compulsive with the lies that I keep trying to embrace I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tired of this place