Wait Until I'm Gone

I'm lacking any discipline

Pulling strings

Typing up your skin of porcelain

Stopped listening

No longer need the sunlight

That night we had, it will suffice

Infatuation is the perfect camouflage

A warm and temporary place to go

I'm lacking any confidence

Second-guessing

Separate for perspective

Is there nothing left?

How I see, for weeks and weeks

Judge hastily, no patience

I've seen you under every, every sort of light

From ideal perfection to the darker side

You always were

You always were so good to me

I need a stimulant.

Something to help reinvent.

I need a stimulant.

Something to help reinvent

Well, I have only one request

Wait until I'm gone

Wait until I'm gone

Wait until I'm gone

Wait until I'm gone

Is there nothing left?

Is there nothing left?

Is there nothing at all?

Is there nothing left?

Is there nothing left?

Is there nothing at all?

I need a stimulant.

Something to help reinvent.

I need, I need, I need.

I need, I need, I need.

I have only one request

You always were

You always were so good to me