Lonely Figure

Once again we find these whispers
Circling 'round your head
Along this never ending decent
Created to isolate

All around we find these mirrors
Reflecting what you hate
Embodied in this lonely figure
I figure that it's too late

I was
She was
I was
Reaching for you

Choosing to ignore this anger
Enrages those who care
To dissect all these emotions
That can not resonate

Construction of these bitter rumors
In shadows they relate
Tear down this wounded figure
I figure that it's too late

I was
She was
I was
Reaching for you

Wait 'cause I'm a hypocrite
Behind these vacant eyes
You'll see that I'm not here
Wait 'cause I'm sick of it
And I don't wanna be the thing you see
That lives in lies and hides behind the stares

Wait 'cause I'm a hypocrite
Behind these vacant eyes
You'll see that I'm not here
Wait 'cause I'm sick of it
Reconcile pride with all the lies
And fear they try to hide inside
Their vacant eyes
You'll hear my cry
"Well, I'm not here"



Credits
Writer(s): David Wagner, Dusty Schaller, Jason D Haggis, Josh Bechtel, Justin Gariano
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