Expectations

Stuck in the middle of
This shine of a criminal
All poor taste
But when the food runs out
Watch the color bleed from my face
Cause they've got them rouge expectations
The ones I'll never meet
They keep me down in the basement
To wallow with the meek
Where the water's sweet
I'm lost now
I'll fashion a home
I'll fashion a space
When they steal another taste
When they took more than they could take
Cause they got those rouge expectations
The ones I'll never meet cause that ain't me
They keep me down in the basement
To pace it off, pace it off
No rules for you
I lose to truth
And I'm fading
And I'm fading
And I'm fading
No rules for you
And I'm fading
And I'm fading



Credits
Writer(s): Cooper Hannahson, Justin Blake, Oscar Anderson-shortt, Chris Sipos
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