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