Scared Of Chaka - How To Lose lyrics

I can count these lost days on my fingers pressed down underneath where our warmth lingers Idle but my blood races behind these faces I live blissful while deep in denial Actin on your hit parade Busy thoughts on quiet days Dropping off your apple tree Shouldn't mean that much to me Your love is hating And your still waiting To blink your eyes when you wake up and I'll be gone You strike a murderous posture with lolitas fingers You got a scary interior with shiny demanor You got everything that has ever warped me You everthing that's needed to k** me