I'm becoming less defined, as days go by;
Fading away, well you might say I'm losing focus...
Kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes, I can see right through myself

Less concerned about fitting into the world;
Your world that is. 'Cause it doesn't really matter anymore.
(No, it doesn't really matter anymore)
No, it doesn't really matter anymore.
None of this really matters anymore.

Yes, I am alone, but then again I always was,
As far back as I can tell. I think maybe it's because
Because you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself.

I just made you up to hurt myself
Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself
I just made you up to hurt myself
Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself

And it worked.
Yes it did!

There is no you, there is only me.
There is no you, there is only me.
There is no you, there is only me.
There is no you, there is only me.

Only

Well, the tiniest little dot caught my eye
And it turned out to be a scab,
And I had this funny feeling
Like I just knew it's something bad.

I just couldn't leave it alone.
I kept picking at that scab.
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut,
But I climbed through.

Now I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be,
And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see.
And now I know why now, now I know why...
Things aren't as pretty on the inside.

There is no you, there is only me.
There is no you, there is only me.
There is no you, there is only me.
There is no you, there is only me.

Only.


-Nine Inch Nails, Only


A couple rules for this one.

1. Please don't comment about the lyrics, period. I know they're lyrics, I know they're Nine Inch Nails lyrics, I know you probably like the band and really want to comment about the lyrics. This picture is not about the lyrics, it's about the feeling behind the lyrics and the emotions.

Don't comment that I edited the lyrics slightly. Do not. I know I did. I did it for a reason.

2. I'M FINE. No "are you okay?" comments, please. If I wasn't okay, I would keep it to myself.

Characters [Gypsy and...well, he's unnamed at the moment. I had a good name for him and then I forgot it, so he'll stay nameless until I think of a good one again] and image (c) *xainy