You’re the accepted
Explanation for a faulty plan
You wanna call a Holocaust another picnic in the park
You wanna cheers to the fall of man
A piece of you is broken
And I want you to break it in me
I wanna replicate myself inside of you and no one else
I wanna be the bad seed
It was easy to miss it
But you never really looked at all
The reflection only speaks to the side of you it sees
You’re the couch at the casing call
Tempt me with disaster
No sorrow in the lack of sound
Built our house upon the sand, put the fire in our hands
Lets burn it to the fucking ground
Don’t you wanna free me?