If I'm lost, maybe I need a clue or guide
But I'm walking on the path I chose
Why're you so boisterous there? Why're you so meddlesome?
While I recall every attack from your boneless weapon

I keep holding on to control my demon, holy baby
What are you really looking for? eulogy, accolade, confession or ovation?
Oh the holy one tell me — tell me
If judging by numbers, which would you choose from 0-9
Oh forget it looks like you're judging not by numbers, but your hogwash

Merciless like a venomous snake, you truncheon anyone who doesn't agree
"You cannot destroy something you didn't create"
"You cannot destroy something you didn't create"

The density of hostility and tantrum is as if I have burned the roots of your hair
Now if you are thirsty, I have a bottle of mineral water for you
Or at least use it to wash your mouth

You should know this, I'd rather be a spectator than join the stage to combat
So who exactly is pissing you off? Do you thirst for avowal?
If you want to be my adherent, you can follow behind me
But for me, I won't follow you, holy baby

You can't break my dependability
You can't break my stride — something I've chosen
Let's persevere in what we each have chosen

©Uni Nindiani