if you're searching for a purpose, then look a little deeper
you can break out of the line that we've formed or you can keep marching in time
i prefer to be different, but i don't care anymore
i've been outcasted, but we're all outcasts
none of us are accepted entirely, and we're all looked down to
i am not a lucky person, i'm a cursed idol
when you look inside and you see that you're not who you're supposed to be
you can try and become someone else but it's not going to work
because you're wired to a certain body and your mind and your heart
are trapped behind your barrier
but that barrier can be chipped down
piece by piece by piece
i can do it alone, but trust me
you have to trust me this once
there's a tiny tear in the corner of your facade
but you cut me farther then i've ever been
so i returned the favor
they think this is our way
so i returned the favor
trust me, i can tell you a thing or two
about darkness, but not light
sorry for crushing your dreams, but look at me
i'm not sorry for crushing the hazmat suit of yours
but i'm not flawless
and i'm not sorry for crushing the gas mask of yours
you need to breathe, please
hello, it's nice to meet you
rush me down the lane
rush me down to the room i've never been in before
i'm not unstable, i'm not psychotic
i'm just looking for something, someone, somewhat
to find me and try and get them
to help me find who i am
i know you say i'm not unstable or psychotic
but trust me, i feel like it right now
there's a tiny tear in the corner of your facade
but you cut me farther then i've ever been
so i returned the favor
they think this is our way
so i returned the favor
i'm the leader of the bad guys
but i'm not bad
can you hear the echos?
the recorders of my memories
soaked in pain, and insanity
just let me prove myself innocent
but i don't mind being proven guilty
because trust me i am
i said to trust me,
but this is not how you trust me
there's a tiny tear in the corner of your facade (na, na, na)
but you cut me farther then i've ever been (oh, oh, oh)
so i returned the favor (na, na, na)
they think this is our way (oh, oh, oh)
so i returned the favor (na, na, na)
they think this is our way
so i returned the favor
they think this is our way
so i returned the favor
na, na, na, na
oh, oh, oh, oh
na, na, na, na
oh, oh, oh, oh
oh no, set me free
YOU ARE READING
no strings attached
Poetrycompleted ---- i've got no strings to hold me down to make me fret or make me frown i had strings but now i'm free i've got no strings now, i'm free there are no strings on me
