Arrow Flies

What’s it like to feel to be wanted
What’s it like in your opinion to know my name
In this there’s no satisfaction wanted
What’s it like in your opinion to know my name
The sore, it bleeds like rotten flesh
The scar, it marks a time
All we need is bread and water to keep alight
Intact, your alibi is dead and buried five streets away
Protect her born to make it without a heart
Gone to market without a fund
Born to make it, not without a heart
Your sad songs sing more
The arrow it soars in flight
So sick of sitting back to wait for light
So one last try motherf***er
Killing time now
Take back what’s ours
Seal our fates in wax