Sober - Intellectual

[Verse: ONR]

A more cynical child

You never could meet

Probably part-prodigy

I grow tired of myself

So tired of my shit

Ever the better for me

But what is control

If not empathy

I never needed to know

I just craw out my skin

And back to the sea

Ever the better to be

Don't try loving me sober

No, don't try make your peace

If a soft heart breaks ten-times over

We're seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

I need the emptiness to mean something

To keep me running till my heart gives out

Some kind of meaning in the madness

If I can stand it, If I can make it through the crowd

But it's you

And it's me

Still seventeen, seventeen, seventeen