Hear me spit on you, wither I
Remold into gold and bury I from – Sun
Reborn left to sigh, recure maybe I’ll
Be born and simplify – The way I lie – Before
I get bored
I’m bored
Repent by you and trust to figure out
I burn that gift to doll and let it shine before
I get bored
I wish for a real one
Fit and confide, before me or I
I will come clean, it gets worse – it’s more
I get bored
I wish for a real one
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
(Hey, you're really crazy... You know that?) I thought that I was calling up my…
I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…