Relapse Prevent trigger intent Now drown High strung Say X amount of words
You're solar, bipolar Panic disorder Seems harder and harder and harder Still you try to control it
You mold, you mold Yeah you shape to mold Oh you're bold you're bold But your shape is bold
You're a symptom superficial To what they call knowing you Minus the speed, Could you imagine the phobia?
Your brain is faulty wiring the reason for tiring Keep treating the curse, Imagine the worst Systematic, sympathetic Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic Your heart is prosthetic
A plate of quite peculiar On a dish of my own A tablespoon of feather tickle me to the bone Give me recipes for happy with the chemicals gone Drinking freedom from a bottle to the tune of belong
I'm sick of shaking never waking from the hell I achieve I never knew you till you left me with the crying disease
Another curing, reassuring way to buckle the knees So mistreated, I repeated Never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted and defeated I will stand on my own Yeah your memory that punches me has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry I'm admitting I'm wrong Still your memory that punches me has broken the bone Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
