paroles de chanson decolored - Biv

Why wait if it feels so good
Nothing personal
I protect my wounds
Inside my name
Speaks on your blame
Lay up too late
They let me free
Lay up too late
Let them free

This doesn't need to be
Anything more to me
But it's tragedy
All I see
Is a wannabe
Looking back at me
It's the same old thing
Only here when you feel the need

Feels like
A life isn't worth shit, but
Maybe I'm
Aggressive and nervous, but
Holding lines
That lead our purpose
It's a lie
We're not that perfect

This doesn't need to be
Anything more to me
But it's tragedy
All I see
Is a wannabe
Looking back at me
It's the same old thing
Only here when you feel the need