What's Wrong / PVRIS

What's Wrong / PVRIS 2 years gone Came back as some bones and so cynical This skin don't feel like home It's all overgrown but you'll never know Take the mirror from the wall so I can't see myself at all Don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull Forget the poems of saints and ghosts I'm the one I fear the most Little did I know that I was only crying wolf I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical Quit being so over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable Push and pull Oh it's all getting old No I didn't want this throne only fools make feasts of gold They rot the fruit on tables When did I get so pitiful Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold You got my back against the wall And now I can't ever get comfortable No I never sold my soul If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves No I never sold my soul No I never sold mine I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical Quit being so over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my soul No I never sold my [x5] I know it's so wrong but I'm so far gone Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical Quit being so over-skeptical Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable