Breeding Lyrics

whenever I try to hold on
i find myself stream back to fear
with all this constant paranoea I embrace the new
whatever you think how it should be done
you hold on no reason the pick up the gun
you're smart but too anxious and scattered son

give me some kind of joy
some sort of breeding
some kind of trace
or grace
whenever I try to go on
i lie my way back to your skin
and every single thought is madness
i infect with you

moonbeam on my face
or grace
calm down

i push my nails inside this swirl
still I can't find the motive why
i hang on preconceptions
it's not me who's sick but you all are