Lucky Lew - "The Scratch" |
If I could only put in words If I could sway and persuade If I could con when I pretend If I could smirk and throw away… I would flirt the way you flirt I would play the same way you played I would dare to face the end I would not have asked you to stay ref And I’m crawling up the wall Digging holes on second floor See the scratches burning my skin Your appearance is paper thin See me choking, ghasping for air There is nothing left for me here See your fake tan fading away Oh **** I do not want to stay If I could make myself brand new If I could master your mind If I was cool as arctic ice If the fire in me was put out I’d spit out what you made me chew I would so hiss at your kind I would no longer witness your cries ‘Cause I would know what you are about |