Everybody's selling something
But do you have what I really need
A shield to protect me and keep the peace
My blood is running colder as we speak
So f*ck our identity
In the blink of an eye
You'll be gone
Anger, sadness, stop this madness
Regretting emotions
Mixed up, I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
It seems to never matter
When I say what I have to say
But I don't care to say anything anyway
Brighter, vicious patters from hell that since turned grey
F*ck my integrity
In the blink of an eye
You'll be gone
Anger, sadness, stop this madness
Regretting emotions
Mixed up, I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
Anger, sadness, stop this madness
Regretting emotions
Mixed up, I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong