Eight Thousand Square Feet

You [fill] the little girls cries Kiss me [fill] and I can [fill](?) Then listen to whatever's going on inside Into the [fill] It walks around every step becomes a [fill](?) I never have to [fill] Curse me I am the hands I am the will I trust on noth

They rejected me They treated me like a garbage I have no remorse I was nothing but a clown to them But I decided their destiny just like a god would If they knew what I felt like, They'd leave me and the fuck alone I feel good... I feel good with wh

There's a scent in the air I stop and look around Pretending not to care What matters now I'm safe and sound I yearn to stab up on someone(?) I yearn to [fill] them with gun(?) I wish I'd be a maze / amazed Safe and waiting up on the sun(?) Defeating