Verse 1
What do you see
When you look at me
Do you see
The real me
Or the freak
Created for me
By those who know
Nothing about me
But wish nothing more
Than to control me
Like a puppet
On a string
Like they control
All of you
Chorus
Who am I
Am I real
Or a figment
Of someones imagination
Come to life
Who are you
Are you real
Or fake as well
Verse 2
A freak in the eyes
Of the controlled
If only
Any of them
Would figure it out
And fucking know
What was really
Going on
With and around them
Then maybe
Just maybe they
Would think twice
About trusting
A pretty fucking voice
Chorus