The Grand Delusion

I'm coming to the conclusion I think I would rather be Anyone else but me This straightjacket chokes me up and digs in This tightrope is swaying in the wind And it's a long way down No way out of this alive Oh, it's a long way down When the tension gives out 'Cause that's when I snap And that's how I'm feeling now Oh my head, tripped and fell too hard again Lost myself, lost myself in the nervous wreck I'm coming to the conclusion I think I would rather be Anyone else but me This dissonance blurs the lines And fucks with my symmetry I'm one twisted butterfly Will never be quite good enough (will never be quite good enough) And I'm holding on so I don't come undone But I feel like giving up Oh my head, tripped and fell too hard again Lost myself, lost myself in the nervous wreck I'm coming to the conclusion I think I would rather be Anyone else but me All eyes on me But that's not reality 'Cause my mind plays tricks on me Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me Crawling up the walls Caving as they're caving in Claustrophobic in my own skin From holding it all in Oh my head, tripped and fell too hard again Lost myself, lost myself in the nervous wreck I'm coming to the conclusion I think I would rather be Whoa-oh, I, I think I'd rather be Anyone else but me Anyone else but me --- The Grand Delusion - Neck Deep