Don't you know that this is how I see you
Can't you think for myself this time
We took off without a map; we're shipwrecked
First our feet, now our hands are useless
All of the times you made me beg
I swear I laughed, I swear I'm not messed up in my head
Too many times I get my hand stuck in this honeypot
I won't come down from heaven
If you could speed up all the process
All of these thoughts are pointless
I won't lie, I love them
Setting the clock so we can wake and find ourselves inside ourselves
It's so outdated
I met my equivalent someday
She took my hand and stole my voice
I'm angry, but I won't retaliate in any shape or form
I'm meant to be something