What cold force could make walls of our skins?
My old course could take some falling in
Our bodies will form into air the way they should
And I should find a way to spare you from this hurt
I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out
I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out
I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out
I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out
Wading out through the crowd, as they're smoking me out
As they're working me out, as they're turning me around
Losing myself out in these nights
If it's them and me, baby, then i wanna fight
Take it off the mic, stop these lies
Don't televise these open minds
I can't fight with all my might
Watching everything obscure with white
I found out that these lies have an*logue wash with other time
From other lives, with other guys
With others who say that I have every right
To take up with him against his will
Take up with a word that still conjures my arms around this boy
forces my harm on this boy
I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out
I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out
I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting out
I'm still staking, staking, staking, staking out
Am I gonna be enough?
Could I ever be enough?
Am I gonna be enough?
Why am I holding out?
Am I gonna be enough?
Could I ever be enough?