The Sound

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

No need for commotion, baby

Oh baby won't you come again?

She said I got a problem with your shoes

With my movement

And I thought you were straight now I'm wondering

I'm so conceited, but, I say I love you

What does it matter if I'm lying to you?

I don't regret it cause I've had it with you

So don't you tell me that you just don't get it

Cause I know you

And I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

It's not about this implication it's just all about me

A sycophantic, prophetic, Socratic junkie wannabe

There's so much skin to see

A simple Epicurean philosophy

Are you gonna stay? Such a cliche

I can't see the difference in it either way

And we do things to protect my mental health

But you call me when you fall and you claim to yourself

I'm so conceited, but, I say I love you

What does it matter if I'm lying to you?

I don't regret it cause I've had it with you

So don't you tell me that you just don't get it

Cause I know you

And I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart

Well I know when you're around cause I know the sound

I know the sound, of your heart