Текст песни Pt. 2: Electric Boogaloo - Crywank

I will often hold, the doubt that I'm the bad one
Acussed of playing a victim of your love
I can call this home, but isn't where my heart is
Do I paint you as a demon out of shit and blood?
You know I'm trying hard, you act like this is effortless
You know is hard when you call your
Limbs the things we mutually bought
I find emotive scales exciting and frightening
All my emotives scales contract viruses of thought
I have choosen this lonely freedom
Let's hope it works for the both us
I'm a sorry sap forever stunted ox, confirmed
Your flabbergasted film speech, find the words that hurt
You tell me I was born broken, that I don't know how to love
You know I think I do agree,
And that's why I've had enough