baroque Lyrics by you are an angel
what’s going on?
where’s your head?
did you lose it looking for poetry in circumstance?
oh, you look conflicted
there’s no sense in superstition
the day will come regardless, quit counting every day
oh, you look conflicted
there’s no sense in superstition
the day will come to you, quit counting every day
but you’re not listening,
you talk like a teleprompter.
you’re so back and forth
so why should i even bother
your answer’s incomplete,
and you’re so insincere it’s hard
oh, you look suspicious
there’s no sense in superstition
the day will come to you, quit counting every day
but you’re not listening,
you talk like a teleprompter.
you’re so back and forth
so why should i even bother
your answer’s incomplete,
and you’re so insincere it’s hard
