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.