Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'll throw you scraps And talk the bad things The language or the motive Affected shown is [Pre-Chorus] Self-imitating Trust the dying breed Yeah, the pitch I made has been [Chorus] On my end I trust in What's left here To lie is Admired You trust in Without fear You borrow [Verse 2] My world of one Speak up the good things The guidelines let me follow Offense is borrowed [Pre-Chorus] Self-imitating Trust the dying breed Yeah, the pitch I made has been [Chorus] On my end I trust in What's left here To lie is Admired You trust in Without fear You borrow [Instrumental Outro] [Guitar Solo]