bad omens, baby!
don't tryna save me -
you're wastin' your taste in it.

can't play towards lately.
it's all again, you scared
to going back in me.
like don't i exist in real? (maybe)

straight away
from the pain
you go insane -
i should escape it,
i can't explain it now.

you just bad omens
an' you know it:
you broke things
showin' mad teeth,
you meant this.
now you dismissed.