Hey boy look at you and your folly
The way you see yourself seems so peculiar to me
It's as if you have half eyes of hidden lives
And you leave the truth to feed you
I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give
I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give
I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give
I wish I could whisper, swallow the place that slaves the thirst to give
