If you keep asking me I’ll melt away in the summer air
It won’t hurt half as much and I'll beg for you to please stop it now
If you keep asking me I’ll melt away in the summer air
It won’t hurt half as much and I’ll beg for you to just tell me something
The fluid through the alpha waves and power cables everywhere
Exercising self-control
The child calls
And she lies open
I Once believed "if only i'd been thinking at all"