Pamela Hute - Hysterical Lyrics

I can fly and see you over here
Let the things around and come and fear
I don’t know who I am and what I am
I can’t feel the pain on my hands
I broke, love is hysterical
In this lazy home
You’re on my mind
Red coke, rock is hysterical
In their lazy rooms
What’s on their minds?
I should die and love you over here
Let those sins away and come with fear
I don’t care who I am and what I am
I won’t feel your pain on my hands