Closet Lyrics

its not my fault i wound up here.
its not my conscience seems unclear.
dont wanna argue, dont wanna fake.
stealing fortunes, stealing.
i lay slave to your head.
but i cant find a way out of here.

youve got my trust, so run with it.
you've got my future, in your closet!
don't wanna fret you, wanna cut you down.
stealing fortunes.
can i knock the crown from your head?
cause' i can't find a way out from wasting more time.
distant here.
never wanted, you to want me.
then tommorow, this could end.
make up for lost time, so fear it up and
still im running, way tommorow.

do my best to, understand what.
makes no sense and confuse the men and.
cant describe whats going on but.
you might be thrilled now, that im gone and
i know whats mine.
i know whats mine.
i know whats mine.
no one is mine.