I know what you’re thinking
I’m not gonna sing you a song
I’m gonna open myself and let you see
It’s a battelfield of choice
It’s a choice between your body and heart
You win your body and lose your heart
Or you win your heart and lose your body
People ask me all these questions
Cause I can see all people their fears and their desires
I tried not to believe in this
But they keep following me
There’s a silvered knife clutched in my back
See there’s a silvered knife in my back
But the portrait has no culture
Wish the rain could wake me up
it’s a place that nobody comes
“if you dare to say you know me”