Words bouncing off the walls inside of my head
With bad acoustics
Dreams of tied tongues
And loose lips
Lay down so still
But your mind is wide awake
Refocus your blinding will
Lips move and words decay
Read into it a little bit more this time
And words fall off the page
My word's as good as my will
My will is subject to change
Subject to Change
Subject to Change
Subject to Change
Subject to Change
Nah just joking