This evidence
It turns out, it's useless
My foolishness listening to whispers
This conversation is going nowhere
But it's you
The gravity of this process
Is back again
Echoes movement
This conversation is going nowhere
But it's you
My thoughts have processed
I've made my mind up
And it's you
These thoughts bleed
From my face
From my face
These thoughts
This lion talks but makes no sense
He'll have to pay the recompense
This lion talks but makes no sense
He'll have to pay the recompense
We will see this fall
We will see this fall
We will see this fall
We will see this fall
