Habits die hard, we're wasting time
The precious undercurrent through all this talk
The cracking of the crust, it surrounds my will, surrounds my trust
Struggle with love, it's all a fight
To please the old, the secondary
To hope this love will free myself
I hope this love will free myself
And while the noise continues
To process all the words to be
Put out my name, more names to come
Struggle with love, it's all a fight
To please the old, the secondary
To hope this love will free myself
I hope this love will free myself
If this love comes on to me
If this love comes on to me
If this love comes on to me
If this love comes on to me