Tell me how to survive, how you've always wnated it and maybe someday, I'll be exactly what you want
Spoon feed your lies to me, force me your fallacies, and I'll choke on every aged word you shove past my newborn lips
Feed it to me
You say that's what I need but I don't need to shrink into something, I need to leave this sheltered seed
You'll condemn what you don't know, and I'll rise when this all comes down, when this lifetime falters and lies lifeless on this hollowed ground
Let me grow, let me live
Let me leave this nothing, because I've felt it all, all you have to give, and all you give is nothing
There's something wrong