Lyrics
Perceptions
Contorting the ends of your spine
Finding the ways to bend it sweet and so
Fine
Predilections
Fixations of the truth that gets us in a bind
Realizing its ideas of the
Mind oh
Don't you feel me?
You can almost taste and see
That I was
All that you need
Don't you feel me?
With every little word spilled from your tongue
Forms a little more than in your gums
But its all decaying anyway
Back to your
Mind
I guess
Or is it the way that your heart beats inside your chest
Consistency was all we ever needed to live
Well anyway, I suppose
Is that the way that this whole motherfucking story goes?
Well its up to you its up to you its up to you its UP TO YOU
But you're gonna contradict yourself in your
Mind
Don't you feel me?
You can almost taste and see
That I was
Everything that you need
Don't you feel me?
With every little lick from your lips
Traces all the curves of my sweet hips
Don't you see that I'm
More than just the ideas in your head
Or somebody in your bed
The ideas or somebody in your bed
See honey?
See honey,
I'm not just in your mind
Honey I'm not just in your mind, mind mind
Your Mind.
I'm not just in your MIND mind mind mind mind
Mind mind mind mind
I'm not just in your
Mind