Fraudalent

Is it Fraudulent
Your eyes won't relent
They keep asking questions
That I can't answer
Asking for directions
To certain disaster

I know it's not fair
Struggling for air
Can't ignore your sighs
Outlining my crimes

I'm rested up
But why do I feel insane
A metaphor to describe all the pain
I can't hold still
I feel my blood rushing up
I know it's hard but in the end
I'm the one having fun

A sickness that only resents
In your gut
A sickness that only resents
In your gut

I know you need relief
But I can't release
You see you're my last line
And I can't decline
I know what you want
But I haven't got
What it is you need
God Damn me
My Greed

I'm rested up
But why do I feel insane
A metaphor to describe all the pain
I can't hold still
I feel my blood rushing up
I know it's hard but in the end
I'm the one having fun

A sickness that only resents
In your gut
A sickness that only resents
In your gut



Credits
Writer(s): Ana Vazquez
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