formant character LyricsExcept in the pure, morning sun
It's not always safe, to have fun
When was the last time, that you won
Without the help of a loaded gun
Too many tastes are on my tongue
The way they look at me
That's how you know it's over
Something they shouldn't see
I gotta make them forget
And then you saw a thousand birds
Fly right out of my silver tongue
I try my best to be clever
Is it enough? Sometimes it works
So many things that I've escaped
From casting spells so you'll like me
I try my best to be fair
So many things slip through the cracks