They sometimes say "go where you're wanted"
But it's getting harder to avoid myself
I can succeed with lies and cheats
But never look at the trophy on my shelf
There's a chance I pull myself together here
And if I did, nobody would see it as a shock
I've always been good at figuring out puzzles
But with this one there's no picture on the box
The man in the mirror calls it a passing phase
The man in my head clamors for a new start
I guess the problem is that the phone lines are down
Because I can't get in touch with the man in my heart
To be honest I'm afraid of what he would say
Should he break free of his constraints
I can hear him now and then beating at the door
Begging me to just let him explain
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I have a good life with the wrong chemicals
Polluting my mind with their reactions
Sometimes I can shake them into a different cocktail
But never long enough for my life to gain traction
Because the main ingredient happens to be my biggest crux
and it immobilizes the matter between my ears
If you were to look at my life, I wouldn't have to tell you
That the main ingredient is fear
Fear can be good though, it gets a bad rep
When I'm arrogant, fear is my gravity
But it keeps pulling, even when I'm already down to earth
And in my own prison, fear is what binds me
So I don't let people get close enough to recognize it
Though they think they know Aidan pretty well
That's just the name I wear on my nametag, smiling,
There's a second that's reserved for me in hell
That name is synonymous with my biggest fear
and therefore ME in every sense of the word
There's a chirping on my shoulder that tells me who I am
And I know that Snowden will always be that bird.
write about a man who grows his hair out just to hang himself with it
