Maria Mena - Pale People

Damn you for trusting me
what's wrong with you?
I'll work for nothing less.

Damn you for accepting my immaturity
when I scream for silence
child, I'll work for nothing less.

I need patience, and someone strong enough to hold my breath for me until the smoke clears.

I need patience, and time to think before I speak, for when I'm short of breath, I tend to lie.

Damn you for letting me sleep till noon
and get away with it.
I'll work for nothing less.