Your self control makes me feel alone
Ive tried confidence, had it for breakfast today
Ive lost the perfection, a mess without words
(And) As the seasons change Ill continue to ignore
The image I project - me without me
The picture that I scanned is borrowed

After the education you stopped making sense to me
Seems to me that its all the same, time and time again
Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie
To aim and miss, my supernatural art
Spending to much time with myself
Trying to explanin who I am

How come its possible
I wish there was a way
(Suddenly) I feel so invinsible
Im the sculpture made out of clay

I need someone to break the silence
before it all falls apart
I need something to cling onto
before I break you in parts

So afraid of what you may think
And all the plastic people that surrounds me
I have to find the path to where it all begins
To teach the world my supernatural art