The Honorary Title - Wait Until I'm Gone lyrics

I'm lacking any discipline Pulling strings Tapping up your skin with porcelain Stop listening No longer need, oh the sunlight That night we had it will suffice Infatuation is the perfect camouflage Or the temporary place to go I'm lacking any confidence Second-guessing Separate for perspective Is there nothing at all? Now I'll see you for weeks and weeks Judge hastily, no patience I've seen you under every, every sort of light From ideal perfection to the darker side You always were You always were so good to me I need a stimulant something to help reinvent I need a stimulant something to help reinvent Well, I have only one request Wait until I'm gone Wait until I'm gone Wait until I'm gone Wait until I'm gone Is there nothing left? Is there nothing left? Is there nothing at all? Is there nothing left? Is there nothing left? Is there nothing at all? well I need a stimulant something to help reinvent I need, I need, I need I need, I need, I need Well I have only one request You always were You always were so good to me