Fake Like A Puppet You Never Pulled Your Own Strings Being Played By Others Forced By Doing Their Thing You Come As A Follower With No Opinion Of Your Own No Standing Up For Your Self Living Life Without A Backbone Walking Behind A Wall Of Lies Identity Borrow In This Scene Today But You'll Be Gone Tomorrow You Can't Throw The Towell In The Ring Again The Time Is Here To Play With An Open Hand Like A Cameleon You Try To Blend In The Backround A Perpatrator Manifesting On Hollow Ground Blind As You Fabricate Your Own Reality A Fictionary Truth Is A Sign Of Abnormality Prejudice As A Child And Your Looking Down On Me You Weakness Rendered Visible Trough Lack Of Integrity You Won't Reach My Breaking Point It Won't Come That Far I'll Just Increase Your Fear By Showing What You Really Are Your Walking Behind A Wall Of Lies Identity Borrow You'll Be Here Today Another Scene Tomorrow You Can't Throw The Towell In The Ring Again The Time Is Now To Play With An Open Hand Shape...Shapeshifter