| It starts, with a basic distaste for myself
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| That I can’t shake
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| The roots of which
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| Induce a glitch that flips a switch
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| And keeps my Gemini awake
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| It’s troubling and twisted
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| Even after all these government cups, that I’ve pissed in
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| Think by now, I’d have it figured out
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| But still some how I salivate
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| To pull back crimson every day
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| You are a landmark
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| You are a candle in a dark
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| A reason to continue breathing
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| You’re a sedative for the life I live
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| I’d never consider leaving, no
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| I’d never consider leaving, yet
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| It’s cold, and unfortunate
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| Cause then maybe, they lost their faith in me
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| I thought by now, you would have figured me out
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| But you remained oblivious
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| Let me finally touch you now
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| You are a landmark
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| You are a candle in a dark
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| A reason to continue breathing
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| You’re a sedative for the life I live
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| I’d never consider leaving, no
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| I’d never consider leaving, yet
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| Still somehow, you finally figured it out
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| And its about damn time, worked it out
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| You are a landmark
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| You are a candle in a dark
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| A reason to continue breathing
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| You’re a sedative for the life I live
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| I’d never consider leaving, no
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| I’d never consider leaving, yet |