Yours for You

Patterns, they are rotten, they're useless, they're forgotten.
But together we are golden, where the business no one's broken.
It's yours, I'm yours

Careless, fuck your leaches, they'd been careless with our features.
It's confusing, this desire, that I'm reckoned, it's no matter.
It's yours, I'm yours, for you.

Let's not hang outside,
There's so much here to do... surely.

It's yours, I'm yours, for you