Antlers (The)
Intruders
Maybe when i’m older, i’ll be clearerMore attuned and understandingWell, i’m readyI wrote a list of my demands and then I burned an older versionSo to start with, i’ll start overI’ll cut my hair and cut the powerSo who am I without weapons? without defense to arm my guards against intruders?Well this is my house, so fuck your doubts and your cute battalion‘cause i’m steadyAnd when my double scales the wallI’ll know exactly where he’s landing and i’ll surprise himThen when he’s captured, with his hands boundI beg for answers to all my questions, like“what happened?Why’d you let me let you in when I was younger?And why’d I need to?”
From Letras Mania