Westerners

You said I was lost
Cause you found god
Big lips all lies
Small hands
For a simple boy
In this messed up world
Oh it’s time
I find
The man in me
The man in me
You had
My face
Bound up
Innersexual
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
Leather jacket
In the crowd of Westeners
They got the best of her
Oh it’s time
I find
The man in me
The man in me
Oh it’s time
I find
The man in me
The man in me
I wish I wish I wish
I was
I wish I wish I wish
I was
I wish I wish I wish
I was
I wish I wish I wish
I was