War with Strangers

I'm at war with strangers

Scream

Bad

Poetry at the sky

Fall in love

With the wrong guy

Steal my bread

And I'll steal yours

Paint the world red

Paint the world red

And wish me dead

Build your dreams

And your schemes

In dark corners

Use the words

They use words

That come with warnings

This is not my making

This is not my war

So proud to be manipulated

Just give me a weapon

And some grievances

But this is not my war

I feel useless

Can I just get a witness?

Can I just get

I'm at war with strangers

I'm

Tired

Of listening to talking heads

I'm so tired

Of walking on еggshells

I'm holding my breath

I'm holding my breath

Whilе I choke on opinions

Can I get a witness?

This is a war

This is a war

Not of our making

The only danger is that we'll trip

Over the strings

We scratch and claw

While they laugh and watch

We are tonight's

Entertainment

I don't care

I don't care

It's none of my business

The clothes you wear

The bed you share

It's none of my business

Your fake friends in the air

It's none of my business

The poisons you inhale

The tales that you tell

The opinions that you fake

Do whatever it takes

It's none of my business

It's none of my business