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 my guilt and no regrets Smoke a thousand cigarettes and slowly tear myself apart. R: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. R:When 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. Until 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,because 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 I'm looking for.