Find table spaces, say your social graces. Bow your head, they're pious here. But you and I, we're pioneers, we make our own rules. Our own room, no bias here.
So much on my mind, I think I think too much. Read between these lines, unspoken weight of words. But time comes to rest when you are by my side, it blurs.
Find table spaces. Say your social graces. Bow your head, they're pious here. But you and I, we're pioneers. We make our own rules. Our own room, no bias here.
Find table space to say your social graces. Bow your heads, they're pious here, but you and I, we're pioneers. We make our own rules, our own room, no bias here.