What You See Is Not What You Get

What I see is not like me
Should I be more like these?

I shouldn't be feeling
Like it's better to pretend I'm someone else
What you see is not what you get

I'm sick of all the lies
They're killing me slowly
But I'm not the type to hide
I won't abide

Now I need reality
My decree is my guarantee
What I see, are people who aren't like me
So should I be, should I be more like these?

I shouldn't be feeling
Like it's better to pretend I'm someone
What you see is not what you get
It's making me scream

I'm sick of all the lies
They're killing me slowly
But I'm not the type to hide
I won't abide

Now I need reality
My decree is my guarantee

So sick of all the lies
So sick of all the lies
It's making me scream

I'm sick of all the lies
They're killing me slowly
But I'm not the type to hide
I won't abide

Slowly
Killing me slowly



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph David Homer, Thomas Heywood Gittins, Timothy Luc Groethe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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