The Third Person

Title: The Third Person Artist: Black Thread Union [Intro] [Verse 1] I watched my face load in the glass A little cleaner than I felt The light knew where to cut the jaw The angle knew what not to tell I stood outside my own reaction Let the camera take the wheel Made a shape out of the static And taught the wound how to appeal [Pre-Chorus] That’s me That’s not me That’s what they see That’s what I feed That’s skin That’s screen That’s almost clean That’s almost me [Chorus] I am a ghost in my own timeline Watching a stranger pretend to be mine Filtered and smoothed till the edges are gone A beautiful clip keeping nobody warm I am the face in the clean blue light A body replaced by a better white lie Posted and polished and passed along A beautiful clip keeping nobody warm [Verse 2] I cropped out the room where the air went bad I captioned the bruise till it looked like proof Sold the small disaster as a lifestyle shot And called the distance emotional truth Every memory learned the pose Every hunger found a frame I watched my life become a window With somebody else using my name [Pre-Chorus] That’s me That’s not me That’s what they see That’s what I feed That’s skin That’s screen That’s almost clean That’s almost me [Chorus] I am a ghost in my own timeline Watching a stranger pretend to be mine Filtered and smoothed till the edges are gone A beautiful clip keeping nobody warm I am the face in the clean blue light A body replaced by a better white lie Posted and polished and passed along A beautiful clip keeping nobody warm [Bridge] I cropped out the hunger I captioned the bruise I gave them the version That I could not use I smiled at the mirror Till the mirror smiled back Now the footage keeps breathing While the body goes black [Build] The body goes black The body goes black The body goes black [Final Chorus] I am a ghost in my own timeline Watching a stranger pretend to be mine Filtered and smoothed till the edges are gone A beautiful clip keeping nobody warm I am the face in the clean blue light A body replaced by a better white lie Posted and polished and passed along A beautiful clip keeping nobody warm I am a ghost in my own timeline I am the proof that I disappeared The image survived with the lights still on But nobody living was here [Outro] That’s me That’s not me That’s what they see That’s what I feed