Bergamot

Who do you think you are Who do you say you are Catching the witch in a room A bedlam clothing and blind Killing herself on remember when And hearing your day on repeat It wasn't your voice at all Waking in time for the century Who do you say you are Who do you say you are Happy and never to know My age or the size of the sun Holding his hands as he sang to me And falling asleep at a sigh I woke to the push of his thoughts Talking me into the prison gate Who do you think you are Who do you think you are Into the lie with these Into the last of my youth Into the weight of the day Into thе sound of reverse Into thе colors of words Into the lack of myself Into the lie with these Into the last of my youth Into the weight of the day Into the sound of reverse Into the colors of words Into the lack of myself