Intermittent Amnesia

I've been sullen from the get go. To each their own
But, not stolen from the get go
To each their own. They'll eat their own
I couldn't be myself if I tried and you know why?
There's never been a simple life for a killer
A perfect 10. I don't glisten, I moisturize
Trying to make the cover. Oh, to be the prize
I never tried to be alive. I'm a killer
I couldn't read a room if I tried and you know why
There's never been a simple life for imposters
A perfect 10, I don't tower, I block the sky
I'm they shadow god at the masquerade
I want to be a grand moment of celebrity
I bleed gold. And pull the cash from your soul
It's what they don't know. What we don't might kill us
Cut the castaways



Credits
Writer(s): Erick Sánchez, Steven Cook
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link