Granted
We've exhausted all options
You're lawless, it's flawless
It's all just, semantics
You're thinking, you're winning
By sinning, you're hinting
At fleeing the scene see
I know what you mean
I don't you need you
You need me
Alone,
My body feels hollow
Scream into my fist
Hear it ring
Is this a christening?
I don't think that god is listening
I think I'll get married now
Though my soul mate
Is still soul searching
I should probably do the same
Am I more than just a name?
My mother chose well
And I'm quite good at fantasy
Quite good at imagining
Quite good at escaping
Ain't that, something?
And I like how my pattern works
I just wish those were your words
Self love is tiring, I'm tired you see
Of people getting tired of me
Cause my mind is a loaded gun
And my voice can kill a man
So why do I, do I, do I? Why do I do, I .. why do I, why do I, do I, do, I .... ?