What I Am

What I Am - Ninety Pound Wuss

Develop a taste for portrayal

See there is a need and see that the need is met

Grasp that there is a hope

And find hope to begin again

Look through me

See something in me

See some good for once

For it could've been worse

Feel my throat swallowing reason and these nerves pushing blood

Anguish I can't cope with the notion of what I've become

Feel my throat swallowing reason and these nerves pushing blood

Anguish I can't cope with the notion of what I've become

You say it couldn't be better

I say it only gets worse

I'll close my mind off

Openness is something so awkward

I want you to be here now

Your emotions are cold

This could lead to destruction

And it always does

Feel my throat swallowing reason and these nerves pushing blood

Anguish I can't cope with the notion of what I've become

Feel my throat swallowing reason and these nerves pushing blood

Anguish I can't cope with the notion of what I've become

Develop a taste for portrayal

Evidence of a transgretion has be clearly designed

Since step one we've exercised guilt as rebellion

Throwing away all that's substantial

No longer is there relative reason of permanent existence at all

What happens when your demands fall through

And power becomes your weakness

Which in turn becomes

The doubt I've had

All along

I am

And I will not function anymore

This is what I am

This is what I am

This is what I am

This is what I am