Testo Every Third Thought

I go
Inside of this loop
And stow all of my truths

I keep trying to blend in
And you seem fine functioning in
Your torso
I’ve been cycling between a Who then why
Did I say it wrong?

I can’t look back
Can’t fight that
Can’t look back
Hiding around you
Can’t look back
Can’t write that
I can’t look back
Hiding around you
Every third thought comes around

I know
I overthink things through And so
I’d leave any party for you

I drive with old conversations
As if it could alter locations
But it don’t

I’d please the fine inch of anything
Just to look heaven sent
To everyone
I can’t look back
Can’t fight that
Can’t look back
Hiding around you
Can’t look back
Can’t write that
I can’t look back
Hiding around you

I can’t look back
Can’t fight that
Can’t look back
Hiding around you
Can’t look back
Can’t write that
I can’t look back
Hiding around you