Used to be my Panic Room   The other side of me   Where I slept and woke by turns   And nothing seemed real      I was feeding on your life   Peering through the hole   And it scared me out   Someday   You would knock on my door      Sweet shelter of mine   I'm freezing without   Sweet shelter of mine   I'm dying without      Cover up my twisted thoughts   Shattered all around   Muffled sounds   Recurring dreams   Melatonin smile      Used to be my 302   The other side of light   Trap of my own   That helped me deal   With what I lost inside      Sweet shelter of mine   I'm freezing without   Sweet shelter of mine   I'm dying without   Sweet shelter of mine      ...      I've tried to make self-portraits before   But they always turn out so contrived   I've spent too much time   Correcting light and shade   Hiding wrinkles   Burning scars      I've tried to make self-portraits before   Through my eyes   Just see myself   Now I know   I'm not in denial   That I need someone else   To see me   To see me