Gone

All this fight in me

A crown of light on the forehead

Where I keep my thoughts discrete

Roll the dice when I forget

Oh, what a way to go on your own

Cerulean eyes, tied, so long

Cause feelings that you've never known

Aren't my fault

I keep my words sweet

And bathe then I lay low

'Round we go, and the lights are low

And the circus fades, you were always carouseling

All the circles trace, as I turn my page

And you hear the bass, over words I was yellin'

Gone

3, 2, 1, come on

It's easy to confuse

The way I speak, with how I move

I'm not trying babe, not giving up

Won't simplify my ways 'till you make the cut

What can I say when you dance on in?

With your cools, and your fools, and your friends

Rolling like your king of the sky

Like I won't have a chance to show you how