Criminal
Arms Akimbo
Washing off adrenaline
I can't give up, I can't listen
Lies and food can lie with me
I don't know why I try to be
And I'm so low
But I can't be by myself enough
I gotta out, was unaccounted for
My alibi ain't holding up
I cover up, I misdirect
I hid enough, I'm
My eyes ain't front, my soul crooked
I can't give up on anything
And I'm so low
But I can't be by myself enough
I gotta out, was unaccounted for
My alibi ain't holding up
Would it be better
If I let them get to me?
I just surrender
And I get down on my knees
As long as you don't see some sort of criminal
If I don't get another chance
Would love me back still, despite of this?
If I don't get another chance
Would you wish me well to the other kids?
And if you need to hate this then
Would you wish me hell without permanence?
If I don't get ano
Would love me back still, despite of this?
Would it be better
If I let them get to me?
I just surrender
And I get down on my knees
Would it be better
If I let them get to me?
A longering outlaw
The shoulder blood that's on my sleeve
As long as you don't see some sort of criminal
In me