Bitter

I'm sick and tired of the sick and tired
Because what it is just ain't the thing it was before
You've heard the stories all before
But they're all true
What's in the mirror clearer staring back at you

Set it
Set it
Set it
Set it off

Picture-perfect never what it seems to be
"Save me from myself" ain't really bein' free
To truly live you must embrace the thing you fear
'Cuz we know oh so much but we have no idea

Set it
Set it
Set it
Set it off