What you want
and what you've got aren't always what you need
Spend your time trying to walk a line, seeking serendipity
Keep serving your head on a platter expecting loyalty
When all you need is a glimpse into a parallel reality

Aah-aah
Ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Wasted youth is a tragedy when you're in the driver's seat
Pray for someone to take control
while you ignore your basic needs
Stop spinning the wheel with a plan, forget fortuity
Nothing quite like a drop of blood to reveal who's circling

Aah-aah
Ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Forget about the casualties
I'm not a fan of subtlety
I only wanna help you see, ah-ah
How different it can be

Aah-aah
Ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Aah-aah
Ah-ah (I'm so rеady to fuck fortuity)
Aah-aah
Ah-ah-ah-ah (I'm so sick of the bruises on my knees)
Aah-aah
Ah-ah (I'm so ready to fuck fortuity)
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Ah-ah-ah-ah (I'm so sick of thе bruises on my knees)