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