(Years ago, i lost myself.
Thought i had better things to seek.
So here's some things i couldn't say,
about a self i couldn't keep.)

No one's gonna mind me
i’m a passerby, see,
ain't out here for company.

hearing the same things,
Fearing to say things,
you could read unluckily.

I'm feeling pleasant,
not in the present,
living in places you can’t see,
Oh trust me,
i could seem
like i mean
exactly what you want from me.

I’d be taking my life to heart,
you’ll be picking my mind apart.
Tuned creaking through the grooves from missing parts.
They call it "art."

Oh,
So back off, and roll up your red carpets
I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left

I find times when I might regret,
That you even know my name.

No,
Don't you dare tell me who I am again,
There's a fair share you see in me i haven’t been,
And other than when I tend to impress, no.

You might have seen me,
But you don’t know me yet.

i’m alabaster,
like peeling plaster,
but my frame is immune to disasters.

I could take
better change
at a pace
one assumed would be faster.

Listen in to the moonlight hard
with a boon, got to light these stars,
clear skies and eyes and minds all play a part,
they call it art.

I’d be taking my life to heart,
you’ll be picking my mind apart.
Tuned creaking through the grooves from missing parts.
They call it "art."

Oh,
So back off, and roll up your red carpets
I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left

I find times when I might regret,
That you even know my name.

No,
Don't you dare tell me who I am again,
There's a fair share you see in me i haven’t been,
And other than when I tend to impress, no,

you might have seen me,
but you don’t know me yet.

Out of my mind,
out of my heart,
back in the corner in the dark,
clacking rocks nonstop until the right ones spark,
best viewed from afar.

These strangers love their shticks,
fake fame and un-missed tricks.
This name’s all stops, no gos, all cons, no pros, no kicks.
i got my niche.

Loud Theatrics

Oh,
So back off, and roll up your red carpets
I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left

I find times when I might regret,
That you even know my name.

No,
Don't you dare tell me who I am again,
There's a fair share you see in me i haven’t been,
And other than when i’m dressed for the set, no,

you think you've heard me,

Oh,
So back off, and roll up your red carpets
I caught your ears, but you still got your heart left

I find times when I might regret,
That you even know my name.

No,
Don't you dare tell me who I am again.
I'm playing main street,
broadway was taken.

Other than when i dress for the set, no,
you might have seen me,
but you don’t know me yet.