Youth from Triassic by Mia Alma

Tracklist

5.	Youth	4:16

Lyrics

I don't throw kitchen knives at anybody
But do you think,
That I don't know,
How to get my hands bloody?

Call me diseased,
Call me diseased if you want.
I'm not trying to please,
I'm not trying to please anyone.

The loathing of your kin is compelling,
Almost concerning,
Too hostile for me.
But I guess progression to you is disconcerting,
Just like learning,
But you're not delirious like me.

Call me diseased,
Call me diseased if you want,
I'm not trying to please,
I'm not trying to please anyone.

And it's possible that there's a tint of envy,
From this affliction that torments me,
But I wouldn't do anything to feel empty,
Like you...