Wrong Victory - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Rose colored glasses

They couldn't shield anything

Golden flames that burn

But couldn't heal me from within

Disperse the heat

Let the cold sweep in, oh

Burst in languid light

As my head and body spin

When your skin doesn't feel like home, oh

And I don't wanna break down and feel alone, oh oh oh

This body only knows, oh

How to hold back more than it shows, oh oh oh

A superstition

That found itself in the way

Of a freed premonition

That could have helped me escape

It's the wrong kind of victory

Disguised as a breakthrough

It's hard when nothing

Fits like it used to

When your skin doesn't feel like home, oh

And I don't wanna break down and feel alone, oh oh oh

This body only knows, oh

How to hold back more than it shows, oh oh oh

Hairs on my hand, stand on end

The spine of this truth, repel and suspend

Act like bars, but should help me transcend

Hairs on my hand, stand on end

The spine of this truth, like cracks in the wind

Act like bars, but should help me transcend

When your skin doesn't feel like home, oh

And I don't wanna break down and feel alone, oh oh oh

This body only knows, oh

How to hold back more than it shows, oh oh oh