Faster than hope flies cold through my veins. Faster than cruelty could drain it out. I commit crimes and I call them mistakes. Nothing denies like a heart in doubt. This I know: people flow like tears through my veins, Then drift along to a foreign place. The past like a servant that bends for our sake Into the lines we tell it to trace.
Like how We are wired Like how We decide Like how we are taught Like how we are not Like how we hide ourselves in vain. Like how We are wild Like how We are pure Like how we despise Like how we tell lies Like how we're sure we're gonna Change.