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Directed by Troy Ten Eyck Written and Performed by Hated: Jordan Taylor - Vox Colton Krohn - Guitar Greg Keenan - Bass Mike Nolan - Drums Recorded at The Blasting Room in Fort Collins, CO Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Colton Krohn Additional engineering by Greg Keenan, Mike Nolan, Chris Beeble & Jason Livermore Mastered by Jason Livermore Released by Lost Future Records Another glaring mistake That fills the voids in my brain like a tumor Constantly pacing wall to wall Feels like I’m going insane Padded cells and empty halls but I Imposter Can still hear the call Always seeming to fall short The lines all contort It’s eating me alive From the inside Like a slow motion suicide And it's tearing me apart Imposter Stuck in the syndrome like a thorn stuck in my side I have to lie to myself and say that I can do this right But I lie Two steps forward and ten steps back Never thought I’d get this far now it’s Everything that I can do to finally kill it off Now I can’t believe this is the real me I don't feel I can safely be free There are so many reasons to recluse I've left behind the desire to stay true I'll criticize my every move Just to make sure I can shape the end Black out the belief that I am something Kill it quick Quit while I'm ahead If it isn’t the end, why do I always see the edge? I feel the weight of my existence pulling me down beyond my ability to keep moving on And I still give it all I've got just to let everything get taken from me Make it a point to hide who I wanna be Who am I? How do I deserve this? Now I can’t believe this is the real me I don't feel I can safely be free There are so many reasons to recluse I've left behind the desire to stay true I'll criticize my every move Just to make sure I can shape the end Black out the belief that I am something Kill it quick Quit while I'm ahead And it's tearing me apart Like a slow motion suicide