Feeding them lies, in your stolen disguise.
It’s not you, you portray.
And I’m just life’s slave.
What’s with this game?
I’m going insane.
I didn’t know when it started.
Too oblivious to keep my parts within.
So what’s with these sins?
I know I’ll never win.
But this is petty slavery.
Life isn’t a game to me.
For my lost self I grieve.
And now I don’t know who’s underneath.