[Verse 1] Sung shallowed shadow of some upset sun set in silhouette
Placing eyes prized, tracing outlines lets you evade intent

[Chorus] Are you the you you’ll sing out loud
Or the you you’ll leave out?

[Verse 2] Pencil in the pain preceding black
You’ve penned yourself in half
Yanking back the tact that you have lacked
Your mask is part the task
Ail your disguise

[Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] When platen pressed leaves no impression
Then does the subject lack weight?
Is this a deep enough depression
To re-prefix “the late”?
Failure to thrive

[Chorus] Are you the you you’ll sing out loud
Or the you you’ll leave out?

[Outro] Flaunting flaws for applause
In effect it’s your cause
Par the course
Of course
Insight inside an introverted hurt