Cordless

Treat me like

We’re about

The same thing

Trade those lies

For the light

You’re sinking

Stop tiptoeing around

Take a shoot and

Pick a side

Stop portraying yourself as

Something that

You’re not

And if I open my arms to you

And there to see, the real me

Would you follow me?

What’s a man

Without

A vision?

Who is he

Without

His pride?

What’s a soul

Without

Its triggers?

What can bring

It back

The light

Treat me like you want me to treat you