It’s on tape in my relations, In my say I couldn’t have enough, imitate I wasn’t patient
And most days I wasn’t listening at all
Just because you had to
Just because you needed a friend
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
And I may, find my piece of you
Get atmos in the room
Get atmos in the room
Get atmos in the room
Get atmos in the room
And I may, see you out again
But I'm not, one for breaking in
And I stole, all I could from you
And I made, this an empty room
And in vain, see you at my еnd
But it's not, for the playing friend
And I want, nothing more to show
And you may, find my piеce of you
We all could, tumble down, far apart, and we may, see our own drought, in hindsight
It’s the seams, coming undone, in yourself. Unburied, ones that endow, lift me up
