Musically Speaking

HOOK:
Yeah, I’m talking my language, now everybody’s singing my song but you.
Who are you? Ha. Yeah, I thought we we’re connected through what you expected
me to be… not you. Haha, yeah
VERSE 2 (Alexandrah):
Where’s the peace in «we're pleased to continue conversing?» And I’d like to
show you better than I show myself
How deeply can we say we know what we mean? When I’d like to know you better,
then I know myself. Sometimes I tire of trying to get a
Message across. The sentence feels broken. I know the essence is lost and
you’re nowhere to be found. Please come back around
HOOK
VERSE 3 (Swamburger/Alexandrah):
There seems to be some confusion, using music as an illusion to tell the world
that this is me. Well, it’s a piece of me but not the whole. Sometimes you try
to control the role I play beyond the story told like: Who? Every one of a few.
What? Take initiative too. Ok, where? Make a day at their pace. When?
In a moment of haste. Ok, Why? Cause the timing is right. How? As the wind she
inspires
HOOK