funhouse - MOTHICA

Dressin' up like an optimist

Showin' my skin, it’s obvious

If I was smaller, it wouldn’t bother them

Countin' my flaws like calories

I know it isn’t good for me

Will I feel better with a new measurement?

If I can’t have the chemicals

I need something to control

'Round and 'round and 'round we go

In the funhouse, I can never tell what’s real

Break the mirrors, now I’m lookin' how I feel

Asking what questions, I’m in the background

Wondering when they’ll notice me

In the funhouse, ahh

Must be in my head or something

I don’t even it see coming

Do you know you look so pretty?

I already see what they say

I know that I’m preachin' to the choir

But I just wish that they’d be fucking quiet

If I can’t have the chemicals

Then I need something to control

'Round and 'round and 'round we go

In the funhouse, I can never tell what’s real

Break the mirrors, now I’m lookin' how I feel

Asking what questions, I’m in the background

Wondering when they’ll notice me

, I’ll keep the lights on

I’m so afraid of what to feel

What I see isn’t me, it’s distorted (It's distorted)

Through the glass, looking back, I’m performing (I'm performing)

What I see isn’t me, it’s distorted (It's distorted)

What I see isn’t me, isn’t me

In the funhouse, I can never tell what’s real

Break the mirrors, now I’m lookin' how I feel

Asking what questions, I’m in the background

Wondering when they’ll notice me

, I’ll keep the lights on

I’m so afraid of what to feel

In the funhouse