Watershed

Stomach's tatted, I don't need it
Unnumbing cold, I'm losing feeling
And I can't tell which way is up and what's down
And I've got no more hope, what's done is done

Why do I feel like I don't need anyone's help?
Why can't I be anything or anyone else? (Anyone, anyone)
Yellow with teeth, is it worth breathing it out?
And I might be one step away from ruining my life

You came in, new skin, and a silicone mask
Laid in fake beds, plastically wrapped
Chemically rinsed, seeping in fast
Weakened in plaster, everything cracks (Everything cracks)

Why do I feel like I don't need anyone's help?
Why can't I be anything or anyone else? (Anyone, anyone)
Yellow with teeth, is it worth breathing it out?
And I might be one step away from ruining my life