Polite - Toren

Grateful faceless

Undefined humans

Misplaced hatred

Everybody zoom in

One night crewman

I’m out your in

One heart grew thin

One love three sins

And Everybody want to get by you

Behind you

On you

Inside you

I do Realize that

I’m lost in the sea with the sun

And god was just a guy

Holding a gun

I find it hard to spell

All the colors in my hell

They feel brighter

And I’m just way too drunk

Like a tinder swipe

Dinner lights thinner bites

Eat or die you won’t turn into a monk so

Fuck being polite if the fight isn’t fair

Fuck you fuck him fuck her

Fuck being polite if th fight isn’t fair

Fuck you fuck him fuck her

Fresh air oxygen

Highr education lane

Mid brain fried again

Eat pray hide Amman

I’ll fucking die without my love for all the things

That make me grab my hair and scream

Or So it seems in lucid dreams

Behind the scenes of science films

Its louder when the quiet things

Decide to Go inside and sing

And if it made you smile

Then it made you think

And if you’ll sing it out

You can buy me drink

Fuck being polite if the fight isn’t fair

Fuck you fuck him fuck her

Fuck being polite if the fight isn’t fair

Fuck you fuck him fuck her

And if you’re safe and sound

In an other town that you found

With one bloodhound

And with no doubt

In a stoned crowd

Where it’s so loud

And you still can’t shout out

That one noun

That turned out to be

My name