im so tired
while i crawl for existence
i never paid the price
it hurts to pay the price you pay

and while i lay in the jungle
my thoughts are permitted
once
now
only now

and while they all thinks pure
i can just hide in my front
but not now

now its different

screaming reasons fly over me
and now my thoughts are permitted
the fear of myself
brings out my self

who is this who tells me im wrong?
who is this who tells me i am hungry?

you are wrong
you are mistaken

fall apart on me and we both suffer
so keep yourself hidden

its wrong to say your prayers at night
when someone else is watching
its wrong to say your prayers at night
when someone else is watching
its wrong to say your prayers at night
when someone else is watching
its wrong to say your prayers at night
when someone else is watching