my instincts are the enemy
i warned you
i've damaged good inside of me
i need you
translate all the colors that i can't see
i think i'm in trouble
you explain why all the reds look green to me
with my nerves exposed, i can't say no
my instincts are the enemy
i warned you
i've malevolence inside of me
i need you
i wanna taste a little bit of everything
but it gets me in trouble
to fill my plate with the vacant and obscene
with my nerves exposed, i can't say no
i'm paralyzed, engaged in civil war
what can i do?
either way, i lose
you lose, too
days are nights and nights are unbearable
what can i do?
chained to this mood
you're chained to me
keep asking different questions
the same answer i receive
i need you more than ever
tell me you what you've seen
