Where do we go, how do we know, how to get it
Where do we go, how do we know, how to get it
When nothings clear you seem so cold to me
But what if I don't feel like holding on
Groveling at the feet of my destiny
And you're what's best for me
God help me
Don't let me
Fall in love
Fall in love
F*cking up like anyone
I take the bag and run it up
Vivienne Westwood all up on my ears
Anyone wanna run up
I'm gonna stab you in the gut
And I don't trust
And I don't trust
Groveling at the feet of my destiny
And I don't trust
My destiny
Wanna get f*cked up
My destiny
Wanna get f*cked up
My destiny