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 ways to turn a blind eye
Hold your sign before I get time of your ways to turn a blind eyeNow listen up, now listen once again
before we start this, before we begin
This isn't mine to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again,
I know you're looking for the truth within, another poet's sin, for all concern I ask stop listeningHold your sign before I get time of your ways to turn a blind eye
Hold your sign before I get time of your ways to turn a blind eyeNow listen up, now listen once again
before we start this, before we begin
This isn't mine to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again,
I know you're looking for the truth within,another poet's sin, for all concern I ask stop listeningNow listen up, now listen once again
before we start this, before we begin
This isn't mine to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again,
I know you're looking for the truth within,another poet's sin, for all concern I ask stop listeningNow listen up, now listen once again
before we start this, before we begin
This isn't mine to win, it was never meant to say anything.
But listen up, now listen once again,
I know you're looking for the truth within,another poet's sin, for all concern I ask stop listening