oblivious

all dressed up again, trying to forget your fears now why wouldn't he think, nothing she could bring to the table don't make yourself believe, that love will come at ease my dear you think he's obsessed with the colour of your dress but his wonder wine is red what makes you oblivious lost your mind into the grief walk besides me on the beach you're tired it is running in his veins there is nothing you could change just let it, be don't make yourself believe, that love will come at ease my dear you think he's obsessed by the colour of your dress but his wonder wine is red what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious what makes you oblivious