Always seem, to be on the other side of my better half

Conceinse misleading, If i didnt i better have

Follow the leader,  Look at the shadow i never had

The truth is hiding,  in the mirror with tinted glass

Tryin to get where i belong

Imagine begining weak stomach and nothin but rain falls

Places of filth trying to scrub but nothing but pain falls

His Will took him to the middle where he learns his self

Only to be the middleman stuck on the shelf