Verse 1:
This Twisted temptress has tainted my interests,
Trials of the addicted with my purity diminished.
Poor Tortured soul whose child heart has been shattered.
Bruised and battered wondering I even matter.
So,I gets as smashed as my mirror.
As I feel ugly and unworthy of another’s...
Affections, but I am worried that my intentions are that of a sinner.
A component of B.F skinner,
For I am punished for my behaviours,
But life never gave me no ******* favours.
So, was it nature or nurture?
That turned me into this tainted creature?
When I Claim I’m a Christian but don’t even know the scriptures.
Which the enemy uses as means to tear me apart like a vulture.
Scared that as influencer and a leader,
That I may Peter off into the gutter.
And that people will follow me down there.
And I’m just trying my best to not succumb to the fear.
Hook:
Yeah, I’m definitely out of my element,
Exposing all my skeletons,
Wishing I could fly away like a pelican,
But I gots to make sure to not become benevolent.
Yeah, I’m definitely out of my element,
Element, element.
Exposing all my skeletons,
Wishing I could fly away like a pelican,
But I gots to make sure to not become benevolent.