Bored

Hear me spit on you Wither I remold into gold And bury I from sun Reborn, left to sigh Re-cure, maybe I'll Be born and simplify the way I lie before I get bored I get bored I get bored I'm bored Repent by you And trust to figure out I burn that gift to you, doll And let it shine before I get bored I get bored I get bored I wish for the real one Pissed and confined Before me or I And we come clean It gets worse, it's more I get bored I get bored I get bored I wish for the real one I get bored I get bored I get bored I wish for the real one