Desire

There's a pressure telling me I should be with you But I don't need to listen to the masses I won't lie and say that I could enlighten you Nothing burdens people more than oversharing complacency That isn't freedom Going down with you That isn't freedom Ending up with you That isn't freedom for you There's a falsehood fantasy in my head Under shelter I would die in your arms Just because I am who I am isn't gross to you? Maybe I can turn it around and you will see That complacency isn't freedom Going down with you That isn't freedom Ending up with you Isn't freedom for you In these brief passing moments I'm attached to what this is The ashes at the end Will not take away what you said All we're shaping up to be Is over sharing complacency But that's not freedom Going down with you That isn't freedom Ending up with you That isn't freedom for you