Identity Theft

Am I lying to myself when everyone Else here sees right through me And all the products they've sold me I let them own me now don't I feel like such a man, But I'll hide my guilt and no regrets Smoke a thousand cigarettes And slowly tear myself apart until Suddenly I'm in the middle of the part I love There's no rest for these feelings And I have had enough time to think There are several different Ways to waste our time here, Mine will be the one that digs my grave But anyway I can see for miles and miles, Troubled are the few who reach for the stars And I don't even know where the hell we are, But honestly I'm starting to think that I'm lost Like suddenly I'm in the middle of the part I love, There's no rest for these feelings And I have had enough time to think So don't shoot me full of your lies, I know the profit song, It moves the bones till round and round we go Can cite examples why I'm right, I don't look the same, I can barely tell myself apart, Like suddenly I'm in The middle of the part I love, There's no rest for these feelings, And I think that enough is enough So don't tell me the same stories, I've heard them all before, There's no telling what you're selling But I don't want it anymore, You think you've got it all, But you don't have what we're looking for