Tekster: Elevate: I Am. Hello, I'm Your Lost Cause.

Lower your eyes I?m stuck in the middle
I?ve spent my sense buying a little time for love
Lower your eyes don?t get caught in the middle
Hoping that hope will guide the you back into us
Chalk up, up the line now
I need a guide now
A better man with the know how
Fault lines, So many fault lines
I?m in picture perfect hell, love
It?s been hell love
Don?t ask me how love
A lesser man with no know how
Sometimes, I swear that sometimes
You?re better off loving yourself
No one react it?s just me
Hold on to that part of me
It?s just something that you cannot see
I cant save myself
Mistrial
I?ve been defiled
A corrupt child
She?s better off with no Intel
Define I have no spine
I?m still floating off to
Hello, I say hello
You say goodbye now
Your better off with no gal brown
Meanwhile, All the meanwhile
I?m guilty for leading this on
I?ve sanctioned the ghosts with the gowns
A faction of ghouls that have pointed me out
A tailor afraid of the sound
The day that needle had threaded him out
Make sure that no one reacts it?s just me