I'm so fucking disturbed, I'm in danger of losing touch with reality and I don't know how much longer I'll last holding on.
"Can you tell I'm faking it?
But I want to be myself
A counterfeit disposition
My personality changes
I'm a chameleon
There's more than one dimension
I can fool you and attract attention
Camouflage my nature
My attraction paralyses me
No courage to show my true colours that exist
But if you catch my eye can't be authentic
The ones I loathe are the ones that know me the best "
No Doubt, Magic's In The Make-Up
