The Impostor

I am no hero never tried to be.

 

I had no idols to admire

'Cause I knew we're all decaying organisms

Living on borrowed time.

 

I have a bad habit

Of reading in-between the lines

Trying to interpret words, phrases, tonality

Until they fit my delusions of grandeur.

 

They say being married lets you achieve

Great things in the world

That love transforms us from beasts

To human beings.

 

Well after you've broken the trust

Of almost everyone you've ever known

I wonder whether you can even believe in yourself

When you're convinced that every inch of your body is fake

That you're an impostor

A neutral, social chameleon

Camouflaging to hunt your prey

Because hurting people is the only

Connection to reality you Feel.