Make out
In your dreams
Set a fire on top of the rug
As you watch it burn to a clean
Bleakness transparency
And you've a knot entangled in your teeth
When less gives you more
Than I can afford
That loosens up my bet and yet I'm still here
Do you see me? oh, I see you
Of course it's futile if you do
And all these years have passed with the feign of changing days
As if the ones right now aren't just all the same