Can't I be real this time?
Who am I supposed to be this time?
Can't I be real this time?
Back to where I began...
Pull me in close
Hour hands, moments frozen
I need more than I ever really know
Watch me as I roll, said the eyes
Back to the first square
Pull me in close
Closer than you’ve ever been before
The question is are you ever really sure?
Are you embarrassed?
Maybe you’re embarrassed.
Maybe you’re afraid
Of existing within
All I’ve ever wanted is to be recognized for what I may be
But that may or may not be up to you.
The more I care, the more I care to forget
Decide what I mean
Get a rise out of tumbling me down the side of your crumbling mountain