Playing In Trafic

You keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead. Trying hard to fit into a mold that wasn't cast for you. An image built with loneliness and it's just not working. You sell yourself short, it's the easy way. Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame. Tearing at the skin you just can't shed. Burying the weight up inside your head, you keep playing in traffic and you'll end up...