Hated myself for fifty-six days but didn't know why Saw a shameful image of yesterday It's sharper than you think, you'll miss it if you blink But fuck, if it catches, it sticks with you
Try to compromise without distrusting You can only hear in tiny doses The blasphemy is beyond me You can suck on whoever you want
I'm in a box All my faults in being is with religion You can ask them why They'll say that they're just our institutions
I'm in a box All my faults in being is with religion You can ask them why They'll say that they're just our institutions
Hated myself for fifty-six days But didn't know why
I'm in a box All my faults in being is with religion You can ask them why They'll say that they're just our institutions, oh
Come at me, come at me Come at me, come at me Come at, come at me, me Liar, liar, liar! Liar, liar!
