You puncture my skin, touching a strange place
Each finger a syringe. connect and erase
My preconceived notions. I should, should I put aside?
My preconceived notions. I know, no, I don't know why
I should put aside, should I put aside you, are you mine?
I should know the signs. Did I ever know you? Are you mine?
You filter me in, filter me past out
Each finger a syringe to suck up the stormcloud
My preconceived notions: I should, should I put aside?
My preconceived notions. I know, no, I don’t know why
I should put aside, should I put aside you, are you mine?
I should know the signs. Did I ever know who you are?
My preconceived notions: I should, should I put aside?
My preconceived notions. I know, no, I don't know why
I should put aside, should I put aside you, are you mine?
I should know the signs. Did I ever know you?
Why, should I?
Why should I? Why should I? Why should I? Why should I?
Why should I? Why should I? Why should I? Why should I?