Westerners
You said I was
lost
‘Cause you found god
Big lips, all lies
Small hands
for a simple boy
In this messed up world
Oh it’s time
I find
The man in me
The man in me
You had
my face
bound up
Innersexual
Blond hair
Blue eyes
Leather jacket
In the crowd of Westerners
They got the best of her
Oh it’s time
I find
The man in me
The man in me
Oh it’s time
I find
The man in me
The man in me
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
I was
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
I was
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
I was