Platonic - Cold Collective

I’m not platonic

I’m just toxic when you need me

I just know that the worst is yet, yet to come

But «what's done is done, son.»

I’m not demonic

I’m ironic when it need be

I just know that the worst is yet, yet to come

But «what's done is done, son.»

See, I was used by everyone I «knew.»

Now everybody’s nude in front of me

I’m not platonic

But I feel haunted when you take me

I just know that the worst is yet, yet to come

But «now she’s got a gun, son.»

Because you make me feel daunting

Make me feel unwanted

Every time you dance away I search for days

I just know that the worst is yet, yet to come

But «now she’s got a gun, son.»

See, I was used by everyone I «knew.»

Now everybody’s nude in front of me