[one_half]INGENUE

You know like the back of your hand
Who let ‘em in.

You got me into this mess so
You get me out.

You know like the back of your hand.

Your bell jar.
Your collection.
Ingenue.

You got me into this mess.
Fools rushing in, yeah,
and they know it.

The seeds of the dandelion you blow away.
In good time, I hope, I pray.
If I’m not there now physically,
I’m always before you
come what may.

And you know it.

Fools rushing in, yeah

Well you know it.

Who let them in?

Well you know it

Gone with a touch of your hand

Gone with a touch of your hand

Move through the moment
Though it betrays
Transformations
Jackals and flames
If I knew now
What I knew then
Just give me more time
I hope and pray
I mistake all you say

The seeds of the dandelion you blow away [/one_half] [one_half_last]INGENUE

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