|
I can't expect you to see |
|
me when i'm not around |
|
and my voice is destroyed |
|
by confinement of sound |
|
i'm a human machine |
|
laced with hidden disease |
|
if the future looks bleak |
|
then you're connected to me |
|
flesh into gear |
|
myself appears dissected and pretentious |
|
a simple sound a heavy sigh |
|
you'll win the whole world over |
|
you'll live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to |
|
i realize your insecurities will get the best of you |
|
a traitor's embrace |
|
how foolish how wrong |
|
contained in one place |
|
anxiety spawns |
|
unopened reowned |
|
what's needed upscaled |
|
digested inhaled |
|
unwilling unwound |
|
flesh into gear |
|
myself appears dissected and pretentious |
|
a simple sound a heavy sigh |
|
you'll win the whole world over |
|
you'll live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to |
|
i realize your insecurities will get the best of you |
|
flesh into gear |
|
myself appears dissected and pretentious |
|
a simple sound a heavy sigh |
|
you'll win the whole world over |
|
you'll live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to |
|
i realize your insecurities will get the best of you |
