War with Strangers

I'm at war with strangers

Scream
Bad
Poetry at the sky
Fall in love
With the wrong guy
Steal my bread
And I'll steal yours
Paint the world red
Paint the world red
And wish me dead

Build your dreams
And your schemes
In dark corners
Use the words
They use words
That come with warnings

This is not my making
This is not my war
So proud to be manipulated
Just give me a weapon
And some grievances
But this is not my war
I feel useless

Can I just get a witness?
Can I just get

I'm at war with strangers
I'm
Tired
Of listening to talking heads
I'm so tired
Of walking on eggshells
I'm holding my breath
I'm holding my breath
While I choke on opinions

Can I get a witness?

This is a war
This is a war
Not of our making
The only danger is that we'll trip
Over the strings
We scratch and claw
While they laugh and watch
We are tonight's
Entertainment

I don't care
I don't care
It's none of my business
The clothes you wear
The bed you share
It's none of my business

Your fake friends in the air
It's none of my business

The poisons you inhale
The tales that you tell
The opinions that you fake

Do whatever it takes
It's none of my business

It's none of my business