Paroles: Fair. The Best Worst-Case Scenario. Bide My Crime.

Bide my crime
Give it some growing time
If I let this loose
I could whither away too soon
Shamelessness
I can't get it on the list
What I get to see
Is you slipping away from me

Give me one reason why
I should let this die

On your own
You put me on, you put me somewhere
Blood from stone
It's a deception in disguise

Take this mess
Give it some room to rest
Help me hide my muse
Show me a clearer view

Give me one reason why
I should let this die