Perception Selective

I hit a new low last night I'm sharpened knives And you're just what I need To rewrite the rest of my God forsaken life It's just this fear, anxiety It's always depriving Me of all the thoughts I'm assuming normal people have Then again, I'm only looking at their outsides I always liked my herrings bloodied and red There's really not much to see There's not much going on up there Don't be scared You got a lot on the line You got your father's reputations That mask you wear I'm harmless I swear I'm harmless I swear I'm just fucking with you I'm fucking with you You can't see through this canvas I painted impromptu You're too disconnected, perception selective But I am too I'm harmless I swear I'm harmless I swear Yeah