Knuckles red in the park
Aimlessly here, wandered here
A mirrored melody
That I can't see
I can't touch
A lucid memory
Something is missing
Over here
I seek the love machine
Top of the food chain holy sin
I try to memorize her
Can't even hear her speak
Must be something that I'm missing
I'm stuck on second guessing still
A subtle serenade
Sounds just like me honestly
I should be over it
Kept her inside to be found
Locked in a memory
If I just listen it'd appear
I'll find the love machine
Top of the food chain holy sin
I try to memorize her
Can't even hear her speak
Must be something that I'm missing
I'm stuck on second guessing still
