Lyrics: Brandon Robert Akin
Music: Brandon Robert Akin
I get it
You don't have to tell me
Again and again
I get the point
But maybe there's something
About my reaction
That tells you something right
(Yeah...)
I don't know about that
I know it's not affection I lack
Maybe something deeper than that
Maybe something I need to
Give all my attention
I was running ****ing fast
In the wrong direction
I was held
I was a hostage
Of my perspective
Don't tell me there's nothing
A lesson or something
To hold onto tonight
You act like you're above it
You know that you're nothing
As long as you hold the knife
(Woo!)
Don't give me that crap
Never empathy that I lacked
Everything's so white
And it's black
In your eyes
And I realized
I don't care if you know
(Don't care if you don't know)
I was running ****ing fast
In the wrong direction
I was held
I was a hostage
Of my perspective
You get what you get
And, well, tough luck
A shit hand
You learn to live with it
Not fighting against it