The Offer

I got to be for the offer of virtue Once in and taken apart This is the shape of interference Please don't adjust your heart Now touching the edges of something Wanting to find truer response Could I ever erase the influence? Brushing in against what's (already) understood Dredging shifting basing phrasing Once in and taken to heart I fought your red colour I scratch your head again Staring trying embracing gazing I shot your silver dollar Fill the space within your heart You wear my golden collar