I’m becoming less defined as days go by
Fading away—well, you might say I’m losing focus
Kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself
Sometimes I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes I can see right through myself
Less concerned about fitting into the world—your world, that is
Because it doesn’t really matter anymore
No it doesn’t really matter anymore
None of this really matters anymore
Yes, I am alone, but then again I always was
As far back as I can tell, I think maybe it’s because you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
And it worked
Yes, it did
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
Only
The tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling like I just knew it was something bad
I couldn’t leave it alone—picking at the scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut, but I climbed through
Now I’m somewhere I am not supposed to be
And I can see things I know I really shouldn’t see
And now I know why
And now I know why
Things aren’t as pretty on the inside
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
There is no you, there is only me
(track 03 from the self-titled LP by Voivod ![Voivod's self-titled album cover. [Formatted]](http://unwisdom.org/chadspace/wp-content/uploads/voivod-000005-formatted.jpg)
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