Sharp tissue
Got to know the reasons
You've never taken steps
Lock it down
What we rely on
Except for what we accept
We're not damned
What your man said
I cannot push it away
When you're ready for you
I got my pride
God yes, yeah
With crawling
I got nothing on me
With something
To rely on
That dear little me
Where do I go to live
For the moments
We got no reason to stop
