If I said it, I meant it
I'm not really
Slow.. burn decay..
Nothin' beats a fade..
Not like I'd know..
Not like
Sold out the truth
Repackaged the lies
Polluted our souls
Took the dreams
You took me in, you sold me out
Is that what
I was born of misintention
And my future isn't fate
I was
Maybe I'm phony, baby
Just like you
Maybe I'm lonely and you're
You can't alway pick the dog you find
maybe i wasn't
You'd think that you'd notice.. I've simply chosen.. to fade..
One
Sometimes I feel I'm going under,
You don't feel nothing at
She goes ballistic on me
Says I don't meet her needs
And
Everything is a mess
I have come to confess
Sold out all
