Sharp tissue
Got to know the reasons
You've never taken steps

Lock it down
What we rely on
Except for what we accept

We're not damned
What your man said
I cannot push it away

When you're ready for you
I got my pride

God yes, yeah
With crawling
I got nothing on me

With something
To rely on
That dear little me

Where do I go to live
For the moments
We got no reason to stop