Tronomie - IWITP lyrics

[Meffstone] I wasn't in the pictures I wasn't in the magazines Those girls were sisters But I wasn't mom's offspring They always told me lies Like I belonged with their kind Said there was room For me to squeeze inside An unwise thing Like turning portrait to widescreen And family photos with siblings And ghost-things [Akotowaa] I don't even want to be in the photos I just wish I could have been bolder [Meffstone] Those picture frames will never tell of my presence All evidence erased of my existence Most faces fade in the face of indifference But it doesn't change; I wasn't in those pictures [Akotowaa] I redefined lonely Now it kind of feels like being forgotten because I haven't taken enough selfies I left that for the photogenic people with the iPhone 6s I watch myself closely But everyone's eyes just seem to freaking pa** over Like the angel of d**h at the Pa**over And there's a red cross embossed on my chest and uh I'm a ghost to the photographer The element he never thought he could add after The retouch and the saturate Elevate beauty, make the picture immaculate Block out the blemishes Diagnose the disparities And with my background, I'm not worthy of a background Was I ostracized by design Or did everyone think I was fine? [Meffstone] I wasn't in the pictures I wasn't in the magazines Those girls were sisters But I wasn't mom's offspring They always told me lies Like I belonged with their kind Said there was room For me to squeeze inside An unwise thing Like turning portrait to widescreen And family photos with siblings And ghost-things [Akotowaa] I don't even want to be in the photos I just wish I could have been bolder [Meffstone] Those picture frames will never tell of my presence All evidence erased of my existence Most faces fade in the face of indifference But it doesn't change; I wasn't in those pictures [Akotowaa] They never believe me when I say that I don't have friends Do they not understand that a cordial "hi" Is where my relationships begin and end? Being vaguely known is not being liked; Being vaguely liked is not being loved The second I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind And there's not a portrait in sight to remind them that I was here like Beyonce "We'll miss you much" is what they all say But mental images were not meant to last forever And with no photos, empathic bonds will sever I couldn't be a part of what I didn't feel a part of I couldn't feel a part of what didn't want me a part of it So you could say that I was camera-shy And that's code for being singular by design [Meffstone] Those picture frames will never tell of my presence All evidence erased of my existence Most faces fade in the face of indifference But it doesn't change; I wasn't in those pictures [Akotowaa] And years down the line When they try to understand Why there's a shadow inside I wonder what they'll decide As the best explanation for the ghost infiltration Sometimes I cried But I see now that that was a silly reaction When that movie director yells "Action!" They're going to be looking for things To prove that they knew me Or then again, they might not They might never give me a thought Unless I get shot And make it on national television And turn into Hashtags on Tumblr blogs But I guess what I'm really tryna ask is What is it about us that makes us so pa**ive To people who just want to be noticed Like our social lenses are out of focus? [Meffstone] Those picture frames will never tell of my presence All evidence erased of my existence Most faces fade in the face of indifference [Akotowaa] But it doesn't change; I wasn't in those pictures