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Would you still be shocked at this point if you found out that I was god? Because I’ve been trying,All my time & energy,To make you think that life’s all about meThen we wake up with our parallel daysWe see everything the exact same way:So complicated & high,Heads dead on arrive,And looking like we might have an answerFor why I take what’s good and throw it away,Never finding out which one’s would’ve stayedSo find me driving home in the slow lane,Find me coming up with impressions,And I’m trying to be the new modern sinnerJust don’t be fooled by me - I’ve always splintered awayAnd will you be so surprised? I’m clinically fed-up on a new stringAnd it just tightens when I’m pushed in to the breezeTo think you thought I might be an answerOr a wake up, or a break on your kneesBut me, I’m still around and you’re feeling everythingFascinatingly higher than barely alive,And looking like we might need an answerFor why I take what’s good and throw it away,Never finding out which one’s would’ve stayedFind me driving home in the slow lane,Find me coming up with impressions,And I’m trying to be the new modern sinnerJust don’t be fooled by me - I’ve always splinteredDon’t be fooled by me - I’ve always splintered away From Letras Mania