| It’s cold at sundown
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| Breathing air
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| That I can’t push back out
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| I should calm down
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| Best play of my hand
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| Cause silence is so loud
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| Would you notice, Would you notice me
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| If I’m falling, If I beg and plead for attention
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| Lord knows I need
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| Or Is glory, just another means
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| To the focus, oh, I guess I need
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| Would you notice, notice me
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| I won’t say I don’t care what they think of me
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| I won’t say I don’t want to be feared
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| Rest my faith in my name how they speak of it
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| Violent ends (violent ends)
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| I can’t be just a one on some jealous shit
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| I can’t be those who kill to be killed
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| Callously I won’t be insignificant
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| Violent ends (violent ends)
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| Hoping in time
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| All the severed spaces
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| Would come back aligned
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| And my confidence
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| Will set my heart right
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| All delight to fire when I fall back so vile
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| So I hold it, oh, I hold it deep
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| All the motives they could bury me
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| And I’m nervous, about what you’ll see
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| I won’t say I don’t care what they think of me
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| I won’t say I don’t want to be feared
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| Rest my faith in my name how they speak of it
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| Violent ends (violent ends)
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| I can’t be just a one on some jealous shit
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| I can’t be those who kill to be killed
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| Callously I won’t be insignificant
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| Violent ends (violent ends)
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| I don’t resemble
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| The look on my face
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| The same things I build up
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| The same things I break
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| It feels sentimental
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| To cage love away
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| The same things I build up
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| The same things I break
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| I won’t say I don’t care what they think of me
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| I won’t say I don’t want to be feared
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| Rest my faith in my name how they speak of it
|
| Violent ends (violent ends)
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| I can’t be just a one on some jealous shit
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| I can’t be those who kill to be killed
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| Callously I won’t be insignificant
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| Violent ends (violent ends) |