Scratch it, maybe you’ll reach a lil deeper
Dig it and you’ll get your hands all dirty
Now, that I don’t want and nor do you
Too long, its been just too damn long this way
Don’t feel like surfacing just yet.
I’m happy, I’m lucky and just a little too calm,you say?
I won’t disagree afterall you haven’t seen me this way
Laughing like crazy and suddenly dawned by all I have been shoving down.
Scared beyond reason by my treason to myself.
Is it too late? I whimper to myself.
So on the surface I am calm and collected and all that is shiny
You don’t have to know about the torrent raging inside.
You don’t have to face it today or tomorrow or anytime soon..
‘Facing the demons ‘ did always sound too cliché.
So as you look around, you’ll pass by my ‘predictable’ exterior
‘A perfectly normal girl’ you’ll muse
Perfectly normal girl…
OH! what I’d do to be you.