Ingenue

You know like the back of your hand
 Who let me in?
 You got me into this mess
 Do you get me out?
 You know like the back of your hand
 Your bell jar
 Your collection
 Ingenue
 You get me into this mess
 Fools rushing in, yeah
 And they know it
 
 The seeds of the dandelion you blow away
 In good time, I hope I pray
 If I'm not there now, physically
 I'm always before you, come what may
 And you know it
 Fools rushing in, yeah
 And you know it
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 Who let them in?
 Yeah well you know it
 Gone with the touch of your
 Gone with the touch of your hand
 Move through the moment
 It betrays
 Transformations
 Jackals flames
 If I knew now what I knew the
 Give me more time I hope and pray
 I mistake all you say
 The seeds of the dandelion you blow away