I'm Still Him

I'm Still Him
I'm not the man you think I am
I'll try and do the best I can 
I'm not the man that you think I am
And you don't think that I'm a man
You look at me and you see a beast
You're met with death when you meet me
I promise that there's good in here
It just goes away when it smells your meat
I'm not the man you think I am

I'm what remains of a child
I am the ghost in my PS3
I'm the death of Saturdays with friends
I'm everything I feared I'd be
But I'm not the man you think I am