Testo Super Deformed - mom

Super Deformed

I’m sorry, but this is called a shield
It’s a tool I use to mark the distance between us
'cause I don’t know you
And so many times before,
even from the other injured parties
I’ve been stabbed and hit and clawed at, 'cause I don’t know
It’s easy to when you close your mind off
To try and hurt and control other people
To get what you think you want
Without even realizing what you’re doing
That other people are also people
And not dispensers or enablers
And it’s not their obligation to please you, at all
I can’t imagine a love between two people
That isn’t anchored or isn’t shackled, that isn’t centered around control
I can’t imagine a love between two people
That isn’t anchored or isn’t shackled, that isn’t centered around control
I’m sorry, but this is called a shield
I’m sorry if you think that you belong inside my space and I’m being mean
That I’m being cruel by relegating you to a place where you can no longer
injure me again and again
And if I knew your name, man I wouldn’t hesitate to call this song that
So all your future employers could know exactly where you stand
I’m not afraid
And discussing pain isn’t weakness
And being injured isn’t weakness
That’s just what I’m trying to explain
I can’t imagine a love between two people
That isn’t anchored or isn’t shackled, that isn’t centered around control
I can’t imagine a love between two people
That isn’t anchored or isn’t shackled, that isn’t centered around control