How could I not see?
You walked me to the gallows,
Tipped me over the edge,
Only to watch me fall.
You tell me it’s to save me,
From the monster you’ll become.
But you forget the monster I was.
Are you really so scared of being understood?
How could I not see?
You walked me to the gallows,
Tipped me over the edge,
Only to watch me fall.
You tell me it’s to save me,
From the monster you’ll become.
But you forget the monster I was.
Are you really so scared of being understood?
Bohotea 