Stringe - Leaving Lyrics

Goal, you gotta leave
If you were in
Before I was Born

Guilt, not for me
You're from my tree
I'm free to kill your wall

Greed, way out of me
There's no more need
Go tell it someone else

Seed what you feel good
Get away with your mood
If it grows it turns food

Boot your mind to put
Free words that suit
Wear this first verb

Change me: I will feel alive
Save me: from the things i like
Talking to myself

See the things you see
They're just wave beings
Don't you wanna swim?

Meet the things you've been
Just try to peel
Be a new beam

Chill in a cin cin
A verse to feel
A brief nice sounding will

Deal this is a wheel
We're spokes for real
Repeating's not my fest

Leave the things i've said
Everything's right
Even if this could...

Change me: I will feel alive
Save me: From the things I like

Be not right