This is the sign I use to wear This is the line It says I care I found a reason I found a tare Last year I am a boy You are a man I am indifferent You want a plan I'm getting out I'm getting there Next year
We are in love We are at war I feed myself You feed the poor I write the fiction You write the lore These are addictions That seem to form And if I get out I won't be saved You are my keeper I am your slave You're in my thoughts You're in my way Keep all the weakers Bury the brave
This is the game You're involved I am the player You're have control ... ... ... I want a space You want a home You need to have it You need to own Let's build a flower Let's watch it grow and die
We are in love We are at war I feed myself You feed the poor I write the fiction You write the lore These are addictions That seem to form And if I get out I won't be saved You are my keeper I am your slave You're in my thoughts You're in my way Keep all the weakers Bury the brave