[Verse 1] Sung shallowed shadow of some upset sun set in silhouette Placing eyes prized, tracing outlines lets you evade intent [Chorus] Are you the you you'll sing out loud Or the you you'll leave out? [Verse 2] Pencil in the pain preceding black You've penned yourself in half Yanking back the tact that you have lacked Your mask is part the task Ail your disguise [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] When platen pressed leaves no impression Then does the subject lack weight? Is this a deep enough depression To re-prefix “the late”? Failure to thrive [Chorus] Are you the you you'll sing out loud Or the you you'll leave out? [Outro] Flaunting flaws for applause In effect it's your cause Par the course Of course Insight inside an introverted hurt