I am not the man I think you think I am ...
I see myself through eyes inclined to compromise
Anticipating the me that someone else would see
All by myself, accuser, witness, judge and jury
It ain't pretty
Times like this I must remember
I am not the man I think you think I am
I am not the man I think you think I am
I see myself with eyes inclined to magnify
The imperfection
To see the least that I could be
Cold conviction
To walk as if the crime committed
Courting danger that prophesy is self-fulfilling
I am not the man I think you think I am
I am not the man I think you think I am
I am not the man I think you think I am
I am not the man I think you think
I think you think I am
Each vision I conceive
Each version I believe
Will stifle, stunt or steal
All the confidence I feel
The little left of real
And in my quest for confirmation
I hold on to this affirmation