In the fog, I see much of anything. I day to day like I'm dead. but I got these faint in my head, like your there. you missed something I said. (What's love?) So this love? Is it inbred? Or is it something you earn like cred? I've spent my years paying dues, Being fed all stupid rules. every persons fucking point of view. Nothing's true, but the that I use to dip my wounds into..
NOW, my is HARD and COLD. A superficial mold. I CONTROL.
I'm inside... I won't be the afraid. (I CONTROL) I'm inside. made! (I CONTROL) I'm inside. I won't be the afraid. (I CONTROL) I'm inside. (and I'm inside) So I it away......
These days I open my eyes but no light. I keep for the son, only to find, I'm not a chosen one. I saw a girl with eyes, but I know deep inside, they're all hollow lies. like FRIENDS. (FUCK THEM) They to suffocate with time. to love you to the end and turn you out. but ALL I IS GLUE. To DIP MY INTO.
NOW. My skin is and COLD. A superficial mold. I CONTROL.
I'm inside... I ever be the afraid. (I CONTROL) I'm inside. made! (I CONTROL) I'm inside. I won't be the afraid. (I CONTROL) I'm inside. (and I'm inside) So I it away......
Plastic. (my was fragile) Plastic. (absorbing all the stains) I'M PLASTIC! (my skin was fragile) I'M PLASTIC! Now it's COLD, AND NUMBBBBBBBBBB!!!!