Safe

To keep them in your arms
is to stop them from leaving
To stop them from leaving
is to destroy both of you

All these things that are in your mind
that are everywhere
all this stress balancing on a thread
Involuntary devices calm you down

Shot by an unarmed man
Hurt by someone who's loved
Remembering something you want to forget
Painting a white room black and cutting out light

There is no motivation for this
which ruins it
spoils it
makes it sour

Getting ahead of yourself puts you behind
Claiming yourself as something, puts you as something else
You can't always get your way, but what's wrong with getting what you want?
It's a life goal, even if it's at others expenses.

I'm young, healthy, and sensitive.
All sound good together.
But to the successful business man, donald trump, he says
"how do I make money off this?"

The world isn't about fucking money
The world isn't about fucking money
The world isn't about fucking money
The world isn't about fucking money

Your life isn't measured in how much money you have
And just because I can't understand the words in your music, doesn't mean you're cool.
Just because you get high, doesn't mean you're better or worse than me.

Stop twisting my arm because I let you.
You don't own these seconds of my life.
You can't leave me here
And then come whenever it's good for you.

And you know that's what is happening,
I'm nice, I let it happen, it's my fault too.
Just because you have more money,
doesn't mean you have less problems.

You're holding us back
and making us feel bad for it
You'll change my words
so you can have the world on your side

I was going to write
"I hate the ones who only seek money with disregard to others"
such as those on cbc's 'dragon's den'
But I feel bad, the asshole is a hot smelly place, I wouldn't want my head in mine 24/7.

I'm a jerk. Sorry.