And if I keep holding back I'm going to lose this all
Oh, no
How could we not be part of the cure?
I'm not soft spoken about how I live
And I am everything that you never wanted
And could never touch with your hands
And I am losing
I have lost
My one vice is that I always say that
I'm ready but I meant it twice
My one vice is that the cure for me
Seems it's coming few and far between my
Self centered, severely egocentric point of view
I've grown accustomed to these words
"I am not who I am"
Oh, no
How could we not be part of the cure?
I'm not soft spoken about how I live
And I am everything that you never wanted
And could never touch with your hands
And I am losing
I have lost
My one vice is that I always say that
I'm ready but I meant it twice
My one vice is that the cure for me
Seems it's coming few and far between my
Self centered, severely egocentric point of view
I've grown accustomed to these words
"I am not who I am"
- Mood:
crappy - Music:Eye Alaska