Testo Criminal

my anger is a sign of disgust with myself

assuming serenade

i hear the sirens on their way


the chemicals inside of me

just kept on swimming through my veins

maybe i should make a move

and try to leave this all behind



i listen to the absence of noise

dead summer breeze

i'm inflated with suspicions


seems i've identified again

the criminal of my intent

imagine exercise in bed

the same routine to reinvent



i'm just a cold face on the street

slow and somber in my patterns

i'm just a friend you'll never meet

i am the love that never happens



my days exist in meaningless ways

i need a way to shake this

i'm making lost time famous



my heart goes rushing to my head

whatever happened to me

weeks went forward, i'm aware

that i've been living in reverse



i always hesitate

like the future is engraved

root tear grew really deep, their

network beneath the city streets

it's a structured kind of madness



i always turn away

back to a safer faith



i always hesitate