Quixote Precision Heat
Pacing back and forth I'm waiting for that call to come in
The mind folds and body follows suit again
I play the crutch-hold you up you weigh too much, way too much
The mind folds and body follows suit again
And i let my guard down and you walk right through
And lecture me
1000x's I wished I'd only knew when you said... it's true
I let you in, my precision sin
I let you in, again and again
And I let my guard down and you walk right through
And lecture me
1000x's I wished I'd only knew when you said... it's true
I let it get to me
Like waiting for the results of a biopsy
No need to lecture me on how I shouldn't let it get to me
I let you in, my precision sin
I let you in, again, again, again