Sucker Punch

Lay in the summer fields
I feel the warmth
I feel the waiting
Lashing out, back and forth
I’ve seen the sun
I’ve seen the shaking
You calculate your hatred
Master of the complicated
You fucked my head up major
Left me hanging cold and naked
I’ve been asleep for years
The gentle burning
My inner savior
Pacing now, back and forth
The «real life» one
You said you were mature
You calculate your hatred
Master of the complicated
You fucked my head up major
Left me hanging cold and naked
You calculate your hatred
Master of the complicated
You fucked my head up major
Left me hanging cold and naked
Lay in the summer fields
I feel the warmth
I feel the waiting
Lashing out, back and forth
I’ve seen the sun
I’ve seen the shaking
You calculate your hatred
Master of the complicated
You fucked my head up major
Left me hanging cold and naked
You calculate your hatred
Master of the complicated
You fucked my head up major
Left me hanging cold and naked