Presets

Tasted flavors of regret Paid for all my past preset Countless hours that I cried Stigmatized but still a child And then it followed me out and marked my way It tried to cover me now – this was my fate And though it killed me inside and fossilized Bu

My resistance is broken I can not even lift my head Left myself too wide open Now I pull back myself instead Is it true that although I'm numb it's burning? Is it true that outside the world keeps turning? And then it's you – you rouse in me the fire

presets - yip deceiver we ain't here for love, oh no, no, no we only came to see just what we missed you know we can't resist we fall to pieces, pieces, our presets, oh wasting time, changing lines, hoping that you'll let it go you caught my eye, now