Unchained, base
meant to claim
Haste. Pasted your name
In cemetery gates
Where trauma ties lie
Right to your face
Retrace, the steps
Back to unsafe.

A warm embrace
Is needed some days
I wish, I could
Hold you and tell you it'll be okay
Come by your place
Lay waste, to the taste
Of the deciet that's depression
Telling us defeat is a better weapon

Yeah, forget it. I'll whip it
into a submissive
Torture upon and inflict it
With rejection,
So when you look at your
Reflection.
You'll see the exceptions
That i see
Review your true  expression

I'll lessen the burdens, no question
Listen, and just be by your side
As you spill the deception  
Chant "I cares" to its possession
I wasn't stolen, my confession
I want to leap into your arms
Laugh, run, hunt, but all in fun
So, get over your projections
And be my best friend again.