I wanna have a perfect year
Varisty cheer
Who knows though, could it be possible
And you, are a type B anomaly
Growing tired of my homilies
I want this
You. me.
If I make it, then I faked it
I just want some king sized hotel sleep
I don't need to know, i just want to believe
I wanted to be myself
I wanted to be myself
Is this it?
I don't live here
But this is where i spend my time
I got a tooth brush, and a dog that isn't mine
A subconscious flat mate
Scraps off a dinner plate
I want you to leave, but if you did,
I might beg you to stay
If I make it then I faked it
I just want some king sized hotel sleep
I don't need to know, i just want to believe
Cut the chord
The knife of spring
I'm warming up to everything
I wanted to be myself
I wanted to be myself
Does it fit?
I wanted to be myself
It's easier