| I'm unclean | |
| Undress me | |
| So unreal | |
| The frame I see | |
| I stand stripped to the waist | |
| Before myself | |
| Is it really me | |
| Or what I'm trying to be | |
| I won't drown | |
| In my tears | |
| And go down | |
| In my fears | |
| I am stripped to the skin | |
| I feel ashamed | |
| Is it really me | |
| What I pretend to be | |
| This life is just an illusion | |
| A dream that never ends | |
| I'm always trapped in confusion | |
| On lies it all depends | |
| If this is just an illusion | |
| Made up in somebody's mind | |
| I have to draw the conclusion | |
| It must be someone unkind | |
| I won't lose | |
| My trust again | |
| So untrue | |
| It's still the same | |
| So I strip off my skin | |
| To ease the pain | |
| Is it really me | |
| What I believe to see |