I'm becoming less defined, as days go by.
Fading away, well you may say I'm losing focus.
Kind of drifting in the abstract in terms of how I see myself.
Sometimes I think I can see right through myself.
Sometimes I think I can see right through myself.
Sometimes I think I can see right through myself.
Sometimes... I think I can see right through myself.
Less concerned about fitting into the world.
Your world that is.
'Cause it doesn't really matter anymore.
No, it doesn't really matter anymore.
None of this, really matters anymore.
Yes, I am alone, then again I always was.
As far back as I can tell, I think that its because you were never really real to begin with.
I just made you up to hurt myself.
I just made you up to hurt myself.
I just made you up to hurt myself.
I just made you up to hurt myself...
...and it worked.
Trent Reznor
Nine Inch Nails
"Only"