This country music’s always got me reflective
Identifying all aspects I’ve neglected
I let slip all the bits when I elected
You to be the thing that kept me protected
But when you leave the day to me
I’m bored and my brain is hectic
You can’t keep me safe from myself
And in my own cold embrace I’m nested
I’ve always detested the skin
But it’s also what lies within that I’ve detected
As an enemy to the state
And I’m in a fucking state
So I’m the enemy
That’s why when you come home late
You’re rejected and no friend to me
I’ve spent all day pummelling the closest subject
And we’ve become so close
You’re a subset
Maybe I’m hardcore now, or something to scream
Some style of pure agony
Something you’d never listen to
And would skip in the mixtape
Or maybe the music that made us
Are just old songs we overplayed and now hate.
By Lyric Deep.