Bad Books - Supposed to Be lyrics

I'm waiting for a word to feel
Different from the others I've heard
I'm tired of my voice but I'm bound to it
These are my choices
It's endless, this debate
The misapplied philosophy
The shadows in the cave
The two dogs at my feet
And I decide which one will die
Who starves and who eats
The more I sit and stare they
Look the same to me they offer up a bleeding
Question in their teeth
And I'm surprised when it's
My voice that speaks

What am I supposed to be? What
Am I supposed to be now?

And it's quiet, and I'm alone
And indifferent to the things I can know
I've exhausted my interest
In the contradicting plates in me
The struggling shift
And I'm sorry for the mess
To you for sure, or even more, myself, most
I guess see the once the bells that
Rang throughout my hanger head
They caution me awake we thought
That you were dead
Go testify your fundamental need

What am I supposed to be? What
Am I supposed to be now?
What am I supposed to be? What
Am I supposed to be now?

Pirouette the waltz across the tight
We'll tie a dream that pulls that
Asked to colonize your mind
The life you want, the life you likely need

What am I supposed to be? What
Am I supposed to be now?
What am I supposed to be? What
Am I supposed to be now?

Now that I can see what
I'm supposed to be now