There’s that moment of weakness, and then I’m awake.
I knew it all along.
You try to be mysterious, but you’re plain.
We only know what they want us to know; trust is scarce.
There’s that moment of weakness, and then I’m awake.
I knew it all along.
You try to be mysterious, but you’re plain.
We only know what they want us to know; trust is scarce.
