{Part 1}
To the extent of my world and torture
Look where I run away from your rush.
I have been looking at you, worshiping and knowing
I prostrate God, from the Betty I made
{Consonant}
Give me an excuse, that I will be in the back of you.
To me that every night of myself, I seek refuge in you
Give me an excuse, that I will be in the back of you.
To me that every night of myself, I seek refuge in you
{Part 1}
So I cut off from myself, that is full of your air
That I am breathing, I break from you.
I will be in your guy, you are guilty.
Look at everyone, look up to you
{Consonant}
Give me an excuse, that I will be in the back of you.
To me that every night of myself, I seek refuge in you
Give me an excuse, that I will be in the back of you.
To me that every night of myself, I seek refuge in you
