Truth makes me weary inside
Troubled, lonely and cautious
Do I trust their muffled mumbles?
Let the syllables make a home atop my body?
And create a whole new me
Within a newfound story
Nothing stands taller than the truth
Planting its roots so perfectly
Upon my right arm
O, I quiver
Sing the words,
Trouble me with desire
Let me sink into a tainted reality
A tainted mind,
With your worrisome tongue
You capture my innocence,
My emotions spill roughly
Along the steps leading nowhere