Clayman (re‐recorded) Songtext
von In Flames
Clayman (re‐recorded) Songtext
Your self control makes me feel alone
Well I′ve tried confidence, had it for breakfast today
I lost the perfection, what a mess without words
As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore
The image I project is me without me
The picture that I scanned is borrowed
After the education you stopped making sense to me
It seems to me that it′s all the same
Time and time and time and time again
Slowly, what I believed in, turned into a lie
To aim and miss, my supernatural art
Spending too much time with myself
I'm trying to explain who I am
How come it is possible?
I wish there was a way
When I feel so invincible
I'm the sculpture made of clay
What needs someone to break the silence?
Before it all falls apart
I need something to cling onto
Before I break you in parts
So afraid of what would you might think
And all the plastic people that surrounds me
I have to find the path to where it all begins
To teach the world my supernatural art
How come it is possible?
I wish there was a way
When I feel so invincible
I′m the sculpture made of clay
I′m the sculpture made of clay
I'm the sculpture made of clay
Well I′ve tried confidence, had it for breakfast today
I lost the perfection, what a mess without words
As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore
The image I project is me without me
The picture that I scanned is borrowed
After the education you stopped making sense to me
It seems to me that it′s all the same
Time and time and time and time again
Slowly, what I believed in, turned into a lie
To aim and miss, my supernatural art
Spending too much time with myself
I'm trying to explain who I am
How come it is possible?
I wish there was a way
When I feel so invincible
I'm the sculpture made of clay
What needs someone to break the silence?
Before it all falls apart
I need something to cling onto
Before I break you in parts
So afraid of what would you might think
And all the plastic people that surrounds me
I have to find the path to where it all begins
To teach the world my supernatural art
How come it is possible?
I wish there was a way
When I feel so invincible
I′m the sculpture made of clay
I′m the sculpture made of clay
I'm the sculpture made of clay
Writer(s): Anders Friden, Bjoern Ingvar Gelotte, Jesper Claes Haakan Stroemblad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com