That's Incentive

That's incentive You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream Is it this or that or me that makes you love what you can't defeat Boiled over burning clean toward the flesh blocks in your knees It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream Is it this or that or me that makes you love what And I live this life just to bear these scars Will the hurt subside, if you decide? That's it's me and you this time Is it you that always, is it you that decides And I live this life just to bear these scars Will the hurt subside, if you decide? And I live this life just to bear these scars Will the hurt subside, if you decide?