I will be the fire on your lips
And i'm overlooking under fame
And you keep me the face
But where he's looking at with his bath mirror
And i will be the fury in your face
Throwing out the sleep
With things i thought i wanted to be
Wasted so much time
Of things i thought i wanted to be
I just see a little baby boy
Who won't admit that he fucked up, oh
he's looking for a fire and the fury that takes to be a man
But i just see a little baby boy
Throwing out the sleep
With things i thought i wanted to be
Wasting so much time
Of things i thought i wanted to be
Got a pretty face
So good i want to saw it apart
It's a pretty day
Someone will take it for scratch
Your lost belief
They are for reaching
Reach for me
You soul belief
It is so tasty
Taste of me
I've got a secret
And you've got a problem!
I'll disappear! ohh
I'll disappear!
Throwing out the sleep
With things i thought i wanted to be
Wasting so much time
Of things i thought i wanted to be
Got a pretty face
So good i want to saw it apart
It's a pretty day
This time i'll always take it for strikes!