To The Core

Getting closer to a dangerous point
Lost the mask that covered up my lies
A shallow ego that leaves me in the lurch
Want to change but I hate to go to church
To the Core
My kind of life — I’m left in the wild
Need no friend — get out of here alive
Drag me closer to the real bitter self
Do confront me with the soul full of dirt
To the Core
What can I do to arrange with my self
What can I do to build a happy life
A color green mixed with the river and the sea
I knew it’d hurt — but now I do bleed
To the Core