Not My Body

This is not my body
No, they made a mistake
Still every morning I move these arms and these legs
And I turn this head and I look your way
And I try my best to say the things that I think you want me to say
Is it all a mistake?

I've been looking for the answers in the palms of these hands
Can't say for sure if the stars understand
In the mirror now, just a pile of bones
A hollowed-out version of someone I left on the side of the road
Where did everything go?

Calm as the water with a straw
Underdog
See her slipping under
And I'm
Letting it go
And I'm
Feeling the blood rushing
Back to my head

Maybe all that's left are fragments of myself
Never feels like enough to be said, so I drown it out instead
Maybe all that's left are fragments of myself
Will it ever feel like enough?
Will it ever feel right?