Obsessive Composure

By Cicadia

On Exuviate

Thumbnail

Torn jeans and skinned knees

From worshiping relentlessly

I need fear to believe

I'm not scared of anything

Child of intent, I need to repent

But I'm tired of demanded amends

Inherited temptation

Fucks with my relations

I'm intent on finding everything

When it all comes unglued

I fell for it and then I fell out

I can't stand the sound

Disappointment, for being true to myself

I must be dangerous

Torn jeans and skinned knees

From fighting off my empathy

I need fear to recеde

I'm scared of evеrything

Child of intent, I just cannot repent

Will I find peace among anything, anyone

Anything, anyone

Inherited temptation

Fucks with my relations

I'm intent on finding everything

When it all comes unglued

Unfair insinuation

Fucks with my omission

Of guilt for everything I've ever done

Then it all stops being fun

I fell for it and then I fell out

I can't stand the sound

Disappointment, for being true to myself

I must be dangerous

Can I lie

Should I lie

Will they believe me if I lie again