You might like what you can see
But don't be fooled, it isn't me
Something's scratching underneath
And it's dying to get out
Repressing feelings in my skin
Coming down from outside in
Always dying to be free
I bite my tongue so I won't shout
I don't even know what really matters
Scattered all across the names I know
Pretty soon the moon will switch its pattern
Bouncing off the stars until it glows