Kill

Creeping, throbbing, shot it from corner toward
Trying to part their whispers from shouting encore
This will is itching, this want is making me soar
What is expected, to seem a happy whore?
Come on, just kill these demands and notions
All this commotion is not worth it
Come on, just give this a second coming
An age is dawning with our smiles and laughter
One foot forward, will you be catching my fall?
Once I give, I know you’ll be claiming more (from me)
And, you had me scratching, you have been talking me sore
What is expected, to carry you in my arms?
Come on, just kill these demands and notions
All this commotion is not worth it
Come on, just give this a second coming
An age is dawning with our smiles and laughter
Come on, just kill this
Come on, just kill these demands and notions
All this commotion is not worth it (not worth it)
Come on, just give this a second coming
An age is dawning with our smiles and laughter (our smiles and laughter)