Shallow

I don’t remember
Did something in my past create a hole?
Don’t use your gender
To drive a stake right through my soul

I live to function,
On my own is all I know
No friends to mention
No distraction, nowhere to go

Shallow, shallow
Give it to me, give it to me
Scissor cutting out your anger
Shallow, shallow
Loan it to me, lie if you bleed
Bite your tongue, ignore the splinter

This city drains me
Or maybe it’s the smell of gasoline
The millions pain me
It’s easier to talk to my PC

I live to function
Shallow, Shallow

Shallow, Shallow