my instincts are the enemy

i warned you

i've damaged good inside of me

i need you

translate all the colors that i can't see

i think i'm in trouble

you explain why all the reds look green to me

with my nerves exposed, i can't say no

my instincts are the enemy

i warned you

i've malevolence inside of me

i need you

i wanna taste a little bit of everything

but it gets me in trouble

to fill my plate with the vacant and obscene

with my nerves exposed, i can't say no

i'm paralyzed, engaged in civil war

what can i do?

either way, i lose

you lose, too

days are nights and nights are unbearable

what can i do?

chained to this mood

you're chained to me

keep asking different questions

the same answer i receive

i need you more than ever

tell me you what you've seen