Written by: the moffatts
Verse # 1
Seen thru a blur on the wall
I feel so disillusioned of it all
I spy on myself
Thru that blur on the wall
I feel so connected to my faults
Chorus
And its me that I am spying on
Without seeing all the things gone wrong
And its me that I am crawling from
Verse # 2
I feel like a tramp
Thats been blown off for years
I cant hold back these
Acidic tears
Placed in a world
Like a head without a body
I feel as though my fingernails are curled
Chorus
Instrumental
Chorus (twice)