Should make me admit I'm broken, I'm broken shouldn't it
After all that I've preached I still cannot accept that I'm not a fit
And once led of course the snow bal, snow balling down my spine
draws a imperfectly imperfect line
Is it just the weight cause the weight is what ways me down again
Or is that the scapegoat the overly clumsly friend
there to take the blame for what's really happening
There circle must come to an end

And I always liked that about me
That I know what I am fighting for
And for this I'd go to war
Weapon in mind is my minds skin
Swaddled around the only body part that should matter, my heart

The only way is to let go
Get rid of all the fear
Of not being perfect
my goal seems perfectly clear
I'm terrified if I let go I also loose myself
And I don't want to be somebody else

And I always liked that about me
That I know what I am fighting for
And for this I'd go to war
Weapon in mind is my minds skin
Swaddled around the only body part that should matter, my heart

And what if I've always been good enough in my skin,
good enough in my skin
And what if I've always been good enough in my skin,
good enough in my skin

And I always liked that about me
That I know what I am fighting for
And for this I'd go to war
Weapon in mind is my minds skin
Swaddled around the only body part that should matter, my heart