Myth of Myself (A Ruse To Exploit Our Weaknesses)

What is this thing that lives inside of me?
Like a plastic gum full of empty franks
It keeps me in the dark, have you got one too?
It pretends we are a part not just one or two
Should we kills it off call of faster dude
When it feels so wrong, ridiculous in change
Try to find something come quick, have you got one too?
Try to pilled it out they will fly out of you
Let it comes, don't brake down
In plane it of these sounds
Yes it comes crushing down every time I see you
Should we chase it all dramatics to the '
We could stage our own that is like walk away
I get something new, I can't believe
'Cause I walk around the clock and I almost tired
Yes I walk round the clock and I almost tired
Should we play along with this little game?
Just believe that rules we can stand this way
But I work round the clock and I'm almost flying
And I know it won't let you down, it's never gonna die
Pushing it's not the mean down'
Yes it comes crushing down every time I see you
It's coming down, it's coming down, it's coming down