Tekstovi: My Former Self. All We Can Ask For Is Honesty. A Little Unfair.

You always were exceptional
Superficial, but exceptional
Cutting truths into half truths
The other half just begs to be found out

Just like a television special
You're dramatic and artificial
You really do bring it on yourself
So disregard everyone else
You play your riskful life so well it hurts so good sometimes

We've been notorious right from the start
Notorious for losing streaks and broken hearts
If I'm going down, if I'm going down, I'm taking you with me
It's a little unfair, but I don't hear you complaining

This is sick, yeah its so disgusting
Like an accident you won't ever stop watching
I'm passing signs on the way to my funeral
Warning signs become redundant and typical

This is everything, take me alive