[Verse 1]
I'll throw you scraps
And talk the bad things
The language or the motive
Affected shown is

[Pre-Chorus]
Self-imitating
Trust the dying breed
Yeah, the pitch I made has been

[Chorus]
On my end
I trust in
What's left here
To lie is
Admired
You trust in
Without fear
You borrow

[Verse 2]
My world of one
Speak up the good things
The guidelines let me follow
Offense is borrowed
[Pre-Chorus]
Self-imitating
Trust the dying breed
Yeah, the pitch I made has been

[Chorus]
On my end
I trust in
What's left here
To lie is
Admired
You trust in
Without fear
You borrow

[Instrumental Outro]
[Guitar Solo]