Bugs In Amber - Flute Song lyrics

Make up to segregate

What I think you talk about too much

Say words to fill some space

Makes mistakes rerun around too much

I think that you're afraid

Displaying better thoughts could blame you happy

What a shame

Made up binding wrists to bed posts

Armored self-esteems play midnight hosts

Comforts resting blanket despair

Whirlwinds serve you circles once again