The plastic face forced to portray,
All the insides left cold and grey,
There is a place that still remains,
It eats the fear, it eats the pain.
[Made in S2FM]
I've got my head, but my head is unraveling,
Can't keep control; can't keep track of where it's traveling,
I've got my heart, but my heart is no good,
And you're the only one that's understood.
[Made in S2FM]