I can’t fake it anymore
There’s something there
You, don’t need to care for me
But I know you will
Time can’t slow itself down for change
And to rearrange yourself
Why must I need to be at one with
One I won’t with? No.
You try to tell me so, but I won’t
No I won’t be fucked with
So they begin to lie to make us seem so outdated
Why must change be thought to be a gift
When the only gift is you?
I won’t fake it anymore
There’s something there
You, don’t need to care for me
But I hope you will
Time has gone by, sorry
But I’ve rearranged myself
Why must I need to be at one
With Anything at all?
