Your self control makes me feel alone   I've tried confidence had it for breakfast today   I've lost the perfection, a mess without words   As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore      The image I project is me without me   The picture that I scanned is borrowed      After the education you stopped making sense to me   Seems to me it's all the same   Time and time and time and time again   Slowly, what I believed in, turning into a lie   To aim and miss, my supernatural art      Spending too much time with myself   Trying to explain who I am      How come it's possible?   I wish there was a way   I feel so invincible   I'm the sculpture made out of clay      I need someone to break the silence   Before it all falls apart   I need something to cling onto   Before I break you in parts      So afraid of what you may think   And all the plastic people that surrounds me   I have to find the path to where it all begins   To teach the world my supernatural art      How come it's possible?   I wish there was a way   I feel so invincible   I'm the sculpture made out of clay