Pity - The Foreign Exchange

Something in the need is physical

Always on your knees you beg for more

Caught between the feeling, the free, and the storm, on

I cannot replace this chemical

Trapped inside a maze, you never should go

Dancing in the rain, but you don’t see the storm

Don’t look for pity, cause it’s not fair

Don’t look for logic, cause it’s not there

I just can’t shake it, why must it be so cynical

Hiding for days and alone in the night

Know that you’re wrong, but it feels so right

For you to make it, it’s going to take a miracle

She on me, yeah she on me

I thought it was over, I thought the shit was beyond me

I feel like a monster, in search of the constant high

Feel like I want to die, feel like a zombie

Cause she so charming, she so charming

Baby take my hand, the effect is disarming

Her beauty’s alarming, man I need a sponsor

And another sponsor, fuck it I need an army

Cause she’s still on me, she stay on me

And if I walk away, I can still hear her calling

Still hear her balling, I thought you were mine

Babe I know that you’re mine, why are you not responding

Did I say the wrong thing, are we corresponding

Don’t you ever run away, babe are you absconding

They say you are addicted, but fuck an addiction

What they call addiction, is what we call bonding

So maybe I messed up, I shouldn’t have stressed her

I made her a princess, and she made her jester

And we having court so gon' send in them clowns

Every one of them clowns, yeah nigga you next up

Took me for a ride, on your rocket now it’s time for the dropoff

30 seconds, we go from zero to Mach 4

And it feels like I’m going through hell

But if you’re going through hell, what the fuck you wanna stop for?

It’s gonna take a miracle (x2)

Don’t look for pity (x8)