Neither ask when you don't want to know
Nor put me where I can see you
Wasps come hovering,
they spill worry
I lick your rhymes like an animal, I drink dark
I compose your eyes
It will be better to put you into the glass cabinet, don't skim your skin
And sitted from downstairse look you
Bless you as deity,
make you into honey
If you turn your back on me I won't lose myself
Feel your feet free from sheets
The measures of each song stay with no details
You rub old strings with the arc, the resignation
The candle saddens
It will be better to put you into the glass cabinet, don't skim your skin
And sitted from downstairs look you
Bless you as deity,
make you into honey
It will be better to put you into the glass cabinet, don't skim your skin
And sitted from downstairse look you
Bless you as deity,
make you into honey
Your role is more beautiful
Inspiring me
Inspiring me (x5)
If you turn your back on me I won't lose myself