Jreg - Deep Personal Lies

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(let me deep, let me deep)
Personal lies
Deep personal lies
I tell myself as I lie
In bed every night
That I'm not here
Or if I'm here, I'm only here
For a few minutes
And when I'm here, it's just a bare witness

Here's my weakness that I freely admit:
I find it difficult (difficult)
To freely exist
I may as well be
Dreaming, I don't еven feel this
All of the time
Am I asleep?
Or dеpersonalized?

What do I mean
When I say I
Yes I, just I
Plus ear, plus mind, ah

What makes you human is the sum of your memory, right?
Reality is nothing but experience, sequentially
Your taste, and your touch, and your sight, and your thought
All mixed together like a melting pot

We tell ourselves
That these
Stimulants and memories create identities;
I don't know if these identities make me up
Or if I make them up, see

Some of these identities get stronger as you grow up
But some minds aren't strong all the time
The stress makes a mess of
What you know, ah, ah
What you know, ah

I am not myself
'Cause I do not know myself
All I know is myself
Is not a wealth of health
Myself is a puzzle collecting dust on a shelf, (on a shelf)
Jigsaw puzzle I'm afraid to take out

'Cause it's missing pieces
Every morning I wake up
And try to match some creases together
But whatever I do
The pieces fall apart as I move
A corner piece I lose
A side piece too
A center piece
Like a legless centipede, I've lost my center piece

There can be no peace
When this loss doesn't cease
It's called a ceasefire
I get tired too easily
And I can't solve the problems of society, (society)

If I can't even piece together what's inside of me
Society's inside of me
I'm inside society
I need to stop overusing the word society

I wanna be here, ya see
But you don't hear, or see
Me, and I understand
Sometimes all the puzzle pieces are there
The end, (the end)

But most of the time
I gotta lie to myself
And just pretend (pretend, pretend, pretend)

Imaginary pieces fill in my spaces
One where my heart is
One where my brain is
I want to
I want, too
I want like you do
I'm real, too, so
I'm real, too, so

Why does reality
Feel like a fantasy?
Why can't I deal with ambiguity like everyone around me?
I wanna feel real
I want my wants to feel real
I wanna be alive, but I die from
This Achilles' Heel
I want my head to stop spinning
Put a stick in that wheel
Put a stick in that wheel
Is that too real?
Have I let on too much on how I feel?

Let me deep
Le
Let me deep
Le
Let me depersonalize