Oh baby I hate to say I don’t even believe you.
Karmically clearing the cycles because no longer do I fear you.
Hear you, I do but what you say don’t mean a thing.
And since my finger is missing a ring, this solo symphony I continue to sing.
Waiting for the one that I know Spirit will bring.
Finding evidence to create all types of assumptions to make me scream.
Oh back in the day I had a dream but you decided to open up your team so relieve, me.
Clearly this is just not enough.
I require a lot of honesty or I fail to develop the trust.
You did this to me and I do this to us.
No further do I even wanna discuss.
Remaining faithful to my word so just trust.
Like a genie in the bottle, I got your fcking fairy dust.