hypocrite - polyana (usa) lyrics
i step into your chair
i don’t know why i’m here
this isn’t what i need
this stress weighs my heart
but inside me, it’s full
why should i pull it off? it’s what i’m used to
what if i’m empty when it’s gone?
i’m out of stories when it’s been given away
this place is not my home
why should i put it here?
it’s hard to tell the truth
it’s practically erased
eyes ’round my plastic face
i give these thoughts away to someone i just met today
i’m a hypocrite for what i say
i preach self love, but i can’t self embrace
i can’t just let it stay this way
but i don’t feel like i can change
this place is not my home
why should i put it here?
it’s hard to tell the truth
it’s practically erased
eyes ’round my plastic face
i give these thoughts away to so*
it’s hard to tell the truth
it’s practically erased
this place is not my home
why should i put it here?
it’s hard to tell the truth
it’s practically erased
eyes ’round my plastic face
i give these thoughts away to someone i just met today
does it really matter what i say?
does it really matter what i say?
does it really matter what i say?
does it really matter what i say?
does it really matter what i*?
“i know i can help you through this pain
but i’m scared i’ll hear the words i say
the answer’s right in front of my face
but i can’t be replaced”
does it really matter what i*?
(“i know i can help you through this pain”)
ideal is a tv screen
myself ripped outside of me
stuck inside my escapism dream
(“but i’m scared i’ll hear the words i say”)
these plastic flowers help me feel complete
(does it really matter what i*?)
i say these terribly outlandish things
(“the answer’s right in front of my face”)
to kind of, explain feelings that i can’t say
it’s too hard just to articulate
but i feel like i’m a pipe dream
(“i know i’m wrong”)
these plastic flowers help me feel complete
i feel like i’m [?]
(does it really matter what i*?)
(“i know i can help you through this pain”)
ideal is a tv screen
myself ripped outside of me
stuck inside my escapism dream
(“but i’m scared i’ll hear the words i say”)
these plastic flowers help me feel complete
(does it really matter what i*?)
i say these terribly outlandish things
(“the answer’s right in front of my face”)
to kind of, explain feelings that i can’t say
it’s too hard just to articulate
but i feel like i’m a pipe dream
(“i know i’m wrong”)
these plastic flowers help me feel complete
i feel like i’m [?]
(does it really matter what i*?)
(“i know i can help you through this pain”)
ideal is a tv screen
(forgive me for what i say)
myself ripped outside of me
stuck inside my escapism dream
(“but i’m scared i’ll hear the words i say”)
(i don’t mean anything)
these plastic flowers help me feel complete
(does it really matter what i*?)
i say these terribly outlandish things
(“the answer’s right in front of my face”)
to kind of, explain feelings that i can’t say
(these false abstractions i create)
it’s too hard just to articulate
but i feel like i’m a pipe dream
(melt away)
(“i know i’m wrong”)
these plastic flowers help me feel complete
i feel like i’m a hypocrite, i’m stuck inside my body
(does it really matter what i*?)
ideal is a tv screen
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