Songtext von Temple

To get this think tank running I must suffer this drought You're nothing but made of water My brain is flooded with my doubt Now I draw in circles I saunter on and on To carry your daughter So you can show your unconditional love Your love, your love, your love Your love, your love, your love To get this blood bank pumping I want all of you out These bitches all make me ill and I do not bargain with self-love This is my temple This is my wailing wall And I will tell all As my legacy is echoed on repeat Their armies be close on my heels Chase my shadow for nothing They hunting for all of my skin The walls of my shack to cave in Their armies be close on my heels Chase my shadow for nothing They hunting for all of my skin The walls of my shack to cave in Your love, your love, your love To be the woman above all To be the man that you want It takes devotion and it takes affection To fit this consummated part Hollow perfection (objection) You make me feel none, none All self-deception What you see, a mirage of ideals Their armies be close on my heels Chase my shadow for nothing They hunting for all of my skin The walls of my shack to cave in Their armies be close on my heels Chase my shadow for nothing They hunting for all of my skin The walls of my shack to cave in (Their armies be close on my heels) (Chase my shadow for nothing) To get this blood bank pumping (They hunting for all of my skin) (The walls of my shack to cave in) Your love, your love, your love Your love, your love, your love