Mutemath - 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. [x2] 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. [x4]