Don't be late There's no time to be afraid There's a way To clean up the mess you've made
If I could tell the truth Or lie would I attempt the two at the same time Expect you to apologize for trying To make me so up tight Don't say it's just a game we play I can't lose the taste
If you regulate how the blood is pumping Through the veins from my heart into my head In time this blood supply Will change me from red to white Every thought that you know I'm thinking May as well be the knife stuck in my back This taxing fever makes me gravitate to this place
This is still my life Not yours to define
(Anyone in their right mind would never let you inside Anyone in their right mind) I've broken ties with the neighborhood Feeling like a bum in the city Waking only to take a drink From an empty glass of nothing good Then sinking like a stone in the sea Without the oxygen I need
Deciding as I wait for air to entertain Careful not to (to breathe in [3x]) The right time and the right way to elevate Careful not to (to breathe in [3x]) To breathe in the air that so proudly puts to death My own Fathers name I remember when your hand started shaking There's a better way To clean up the mess you've been makingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
