Still The Same

Wet your mind
Only way that I’ll find
All the thoughts you hold inside
Make [bad word] and hide

Your passive ways
Keep me in the this cloudy haze
Punish me for saying how I feel
Silence made of steel

No one tells you what to do
Even if its [bad word] 

You’re still the same
You’ll never change
No one too blame
But your little [bad word] petty game

Bring me close
Who you hold dear the most?
Once they see I’m real
You sabotage the deal

Now you’re free
To live in your own apathy
no one’s going to hold you down in vein
Make you explain

No one tells you what to do
Even if its [bad word] 

You’re still the same
You’ll never change
No one too blame
But your little [bad word] petty game