Lyrics

With your dead eyes open Looking at nothing Playing those games in your head Youve got notions of me That i couldn't ever Dream to be Cause im just a foot In the wrong direction Youre telling me what i feel You are an implication A bad connection Dont know what you want I am finding out about The real you That dug under your nails You wanna sign me up Without telling me One touch me without a face Cause im target practice Without aiming Im a saint You are a dumb mistake A bad suggestion I dont know what you want You are an implication A bad connection I dont know when to stop I dont know when to stop