Warning: Cursing "Wake up Morning set in motion for me Clear-ct Put on the emotion guaranteed And when they drag me by my feet Pick me up and march me to the beat Make me complete I'm miles above the street Staring as I pass me by My self-deceit And I breathe Nothing but a shadow, it seems Caught up in routine Can they see the person beneath? The days go by so uniformly Tightly controlled and determined for me, yeah Showered in fame, my fans adore me Only way to **** it up is to be boring I don't get the messages, they don't come to me Everything that I can say is spoken for me, yeah Get up Afternoon is nauseous again Get ***** God, I'm so pathetic And when I rip you out my chest Won't you realize you're just obsessed? A fraud at best Drain the blood from this abscess Watch me as I eat my heart out, dispossessed But I breathe Something's got me doubting, it seems Am I anything? Am I even a person beneath? The daze of blood stains, cruel and gory Visions of violence are overpowering, yeah Puking my guts out almost hourly Shaving off the numbers of this ****** body I can't read the messages, they come so quickly Please I'm begging anybody, come and save me I don't get the messages, they don't come to me Everything that I can say is spoken for me, yeah I could be a friend, or I could be a foe You make the decision, and that's all I know Oh, I could be a sinner, I could be a saint Perfectly devoid of anything I ain't I could be a martyr, I could be a cause I can be whatever everybody wants Oh, I could be a canvas, I could be a doll I don't think I'm even something real at all I could be a woman, I could be a man Look into the mirror, tell me what I am Oh, I could be a difference, I could be the same Try to give me meaning, it's a losing game I could go to heaven, I could go to hell Does it even matter? I could never tell Oh, maybe I am nothing, maybe I am all Baby, make me something 'fore I get that call, 'cause I can't hear the messages, they just don't let me I can't bear the solitary, don't forget me I can't read the messages, they come so slowly I don't know a single thing, and I'm so lonely I don't get the messages, they don't come to me Everything that I can say is spoken for me, yeah"
{ lore drop - Caroline is controlled by a voiced in her head most the time. She doesn't know what to do anymore that she succumbs to it. She's forced to play a role she doesn't know anymore. Caroline doesn't know why everyone hates her. She just wants to be free again. She just wants to be H U M A N again.. }
