Mute Math - Pins and Needles lyrics

Paper thin conviction Turning another page Plotting how to build myself to be Everything that I am not at all Sometimes I get tired of pins and needles Facades are a fire on the skin And I'm growing fond of broken people As I see that I am one of them I'm one of them I'm one of them Oh, why must I work so hard Just so I can feel like the nobles ones? Obligations to my heart are gone Superficial lines explain it all Sometimes I get tired of pins and needles Facades are a fire on the skin Oh, I'm growing fond of broken people As I see that I am one of them Sometimes I get tired of pins and needles Facades are a fire on the skin Oh, and I'm growing fond of broken people As I see that I am one of them I'm one of them I'm one of them I'm one of them I'm one of them