Keep me underneath
For you might wish to play it safe
I’m sure you’ll be my full-protected friend
If that’s the word for this
Colliding on what I demand
Entrenched in your subtle dumb words fence

Make some room in here
All I need is oxygens
To purify my lungs from what is next
From those wounds on your fist
That no one tried to understand
Assuming it wouldn’t matter in the end

But I just seem to realize your intention
To harm me where you know
My potential lies
Calling out to have some more

Make some room in here
For such a case of consciousnessss
You're really sure you feel like helping me
If that’s the word for this
Gotta quit to understand
And tell you it all matters in the end…

And I just seem to realize your intention…