Ill-Advised - Superstitions

All the misdeeds I forgave
Tell me what more I need to say
Animalistic, you said hold me
But then you pushed me away
I left forever alone
You called me later on the phone
Said it was a mistake
Operator please kill the faders
Then I'll feel better
Am I pathetic being alone
I don't regret it
I'm better on my own
You might be bitter
But I'm not what you say I am
Turn up the radio
Then I'll feel better
You don't listen to a word I say
Oh, no
Superstitions like a walking plague
Oh, lord
There's nothing I can do
To erase the past
Just let it be
What do you want from me?
When I told you I was going
You didn't even ask me to stay
Traumatic wounds leave me longing
Or maybe leading me to an early grave
You're either hot or you're cold
I'm like a scarlet letter
Shunned for the sport
I'm not a beggar
But never say never
Like birds of a feather
I know you better
Empathic
Silent
Attuned
My Piscean eyes gleamed her soul
Oh fuck, whatever
I tried to tell her
Memorabilia treasure
I don't feel better
You don't listen to a word I say
Oh, no
Superstitions like a walking plague
Oh, lord
There's nothing I can do
To erase the past
Just let it be
What do you want from me
An atmospheric shade
Turns down like the summer rain
I won't cry a tear
It's crystal clear
I'm not well-versed in deceit
Couldn't tell the difference
Between love and fear
You're so insincere
But I don't care
No one will miss me when I'm gone
Not a single soul will make a sound
On the ground
Like a fool
At the last round
In the ring
I'm going down, down
I'm going down, down
I'm going
Down
You don't listen to a word I say
Oh, no
Superstitions like a walking plague
Oh, lord
There's nothing I can do
To erase the past
Just let it be
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me
What do you want from me

Written by:
Harry Metzler

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