Needed
I can feel your rhythm straight shot to my liver
Wordy-fluid toxin shoots more than a shotgun
Doing wrong in your eyes
Thinking i'm a bad guy
Don't you know I try?
Don't talk me down
Your force is cold
Where is your aim?
My heart is touched that you're so vain
I needed that
Testing different punches
I don't know your reason
Guess I can't be pleasing sized next to the others
Feelings always covered
Paint your pretty picture, leave me out forever
On the day I chose to be myself I swore you'd see a beam of light free me
I'm free now
I'm moving on to better things
Your words are gone, I feel relieved
I needed that
Writer/s: Dewith
