Don't you know that this is how I see you Can't you think for myself this time We took off without a map; we're shipwrecked First our feet, now our hands are useless All of the times you made me beg I swear I laughed, I swear I'm not messed up in my head Too many times I get my hand stuck in this honeypot I won't come down from heaven If you could speed up all the process All of these thoughts are pointless I won't lie, I love them Setting the clock so we can wake and find ourselves inside ourselves It's so outdated I met my equivalent someday She took my hand and stole my voice I'm angry, but I won't retaliate in any shape or form I'm meant to be something