There is no one to say: "I can't get in your head"
But I, well, I can see the night which you wedYou're trying so many notes and joining with the chore
But know I was the one that will clear your throatHold your sign before I get time of your age to turn a blind eye
Hold your sign before I get time of your age to turn a blind eyeNow listen up, now listen once again before we start this, before we begin
This is a match to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again, I know you're looking for the truth,
But then in another poets in for all return I ask stop listeningHold your sign before I get time of your age to turn a blind eye
Hold your sign before I get time of your age to turn a blind eyeNow listen up, now listen once again before we start this, before we begin
This is a match to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again, I know you're looking for the truth,
But then in another poets in for all return I ask stop listeningNow listen up, now listen once again before we start this, before we begin
This is a match to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again, I know you're looking for the truth,
But then in another poets in for all return I ask stop listening