I may be paranoid, but not an android.

Like a little splinter buried in your skin
Someone else can carve it out, but when you've got the pin
It hurts a little less and you can even push it further in
When your body's screaming out, trust your mind's listening
Like a silhouette that you can barely see
As a shadow cast upon the ground where you'll eventually
Lay forever, but the day goes on, the sun moves behind you
You get taller, bolder, stronger and the rearview only blinds you

Pain is just a middleman

We’re upside-down umbrellas catching all the rain