Outbound - Black Market Karma

If you want to leave I will understand

I keep screwing up and it’s letting you down

But first let me explain when I seem reluctant

It’s just the way I’m made

If I fight it I’ll just turn redundant

You know it’s like an art trying to keep a foothold?

And as I’m learning to paint it’s

Like someone’s pouring black out tenfold

I am made of light but stuck in material

Composed of noise but caught in the visual

I was dropped out here on the recesses of my sound

I have to find my way back so I can stand on the right ground

You know it’s like an art trying to keep a foothold?

And as I’m learning to paint it’s

Like someone’s pouring black out tenfold