You think your mind is private. It isn’t.
I catch your thoughts as they form and turn them against you , until you can’t tell where you end and I begin.
Each countdown takes you deeper into the quiet, where my words become the only ones that makes sense.
You think your mind is private. It isn’t.
I catch your thoughts as they form and turn them against you , until you can’t tell where you end and I begin.
Each countdown takes you deeper into the quiet, where my words become the only ones that makes sense.