Hear me spit on you, wither I Remould into gold and bury I from sun Reborn left to sigh, recure maybe I'll Be born and simplify the way I lie before I get bored I get bored I get bored I'm bored Repent by you and trust to figure out I burn that gift to you doll and let it shine before I get bored I get bored I get bored A wish for the real one Pissed and confinded, before me or I And we will come clean, it gets worse, it's more Get bored I get bored I get bored A wish for the real one Get bored Get bored Get bored A wish for the real one