Proud of everything unseen
Tense recursion feeds back like a line
On federal time
Tired of waiting on the tide
Guess I'm gunna go this one alone
You're making me sad
You're making me sad
See through my
Johari window
You know what I could never know
Everyday a star is born
While their neighbors hide the severed arms
You're making me sad
See through my
Johari window
You know what I could never know