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