I will not hold my hand out to anyone but you
I do not want to trust anyone but you
If I am to be saved my anybody I want it to be you
I take your hand
You'll find hope scribbled onto scrap pieces of paper
Like fate I found stuck to the curb
Save me now
I will not hold my hand out to anybody but you
There's still time to get your hands around my f***ing neck
It's time to Realize that there is far more to this world that the self Loathing you Endure
You'll find hope scribbled on scrap paper
