Found a cold spot in the waterin the summer which was slaughterand in a way to pull a pissand oh its something differentso I got off of the boat, jumped into the lazy riverbetween jealousy and lust and made fine incision sought to get you off just to let me slidei make it seems not hard to seem halfway rightand you got there see it from the outsideits really just a matter of playing the victim rightright, rightplaying the victim rightright, rightFor the first time in his whole lifeI see where doom lies I lay my palms out rightand we both can instigate but I know the roads we'll take onand theres a thousand different ways,bear my weakness in your kingdomthough I think its fair to sayI'm strong enough to lean onthings are not the same, not the same, nothings are not the same, not the same, nosought to get you off just to let me slideI make it seem not hard to seem halfway rightand you got there, see it from the outsideits really just a matter of playing the victim rightright, rightplaying the victim right, right, rightplaying the victim right, right, rightplaying the victim right, right, rightplaying the victim right, right, right
