About Me
For every person I've tried to be
There's another dead insideI love you so much I'm never there
I'm always with you but never caredAnd you move in a hostile way
Like you're recently woundedI reach for your wrists to feel the pulse
Your feeling yourself for both of usWe got a problem, it's plain to see
We got a problemWhich one, which one of you is into me
Which one, which one of me is into you
Real close to schizophrenic I fear
Say how many voices you hear
Which one, which one of you is into me
Which one, which one of me is into you
We are schizophrenic, don't start
No matter 'til I fuck it soloAll the searching we do inside
Is a futile attempt to
Is this what we're meant to never know?
It's all screwed up how the river flowsAnd I know that you tried to hide
To send to yourself butWas I the beast that sucked into you?
A real dark victim down inside of youWe got a problem, it's plain to see
Bitch we got a problemNot your fucking nature
And you, and you, and you, and you, and you, and youAnd this is me, and me, and me, and me,
and me, and me, and me, and me, and meBitch we got a problemBitch we got a problem
Yeah
We got a problem
Bitch we got a problem
We got a problem, problem, problem
We got a problem, yes, yes
We got a problem
We got a problem
We got a problem, problem, problem
