look through me

:

don't tread too close

I can't and I won't

the fire inside

freedom's great ghost

I'm boiling and breaking

spilling out the sides

my pain becomes yours

I'm dead, not alive

:

look through me

:

I'm caught in your eyes

weak and afraid

all the pain and the shame

my show, my parade

will love take me like this?

what's real, what's true

my colors are speaking

ripping the glue

:

look through me

:

your love is a knife

cutting my control

tears become rivers

aching and soul