I had, forgiven you, for tricking me, again
But I had, been tricked again, into, forgiving you
What is this? Are you some kind of hypnotist?
Waving your powers, around
The sun eclipse behind, the cloud
I thought, I recognized your face, amongst, all of those, strangers
But I am, the stranger now, amongst, all of the recognized
What is this? Are you some kind of hypnotist?
Waving your powers, around
The sun eclipse behind, the cloud