You brace yourself for the reverie
Erase yourself from the memory
Embrace yourself then give it all to me Replace yourself you'll be the d**h of me
You take yourself out of reality
Berate your self with your mentality Equate yourself with what you wanna be You hate yourself; it doesn't mean a thing
I was younger then
You wouldn't understand
And I'll stop hoping
And I'll stop holding on
And I'm not broken up a bit
I swear to god I swear to god
I'll take my chances for now
I'll stay alive with no way out
I'll brace myself for reality
Replace yourself you'll be the d**h of me
I was younger then
You wouldn't understand
And I'll stop hoping
And I'll stop holding on
And I'm not broken up a bit
I swear to god I swear to god
I was younger then
You wouldn't understand