WITSOAW

Mouth to mouth  I resuscitate  He says I taste like Spring Up and up I levitate  He says I look like sun A war in the shape of a woman Am I winning you over? A weapon without a direction  Til now All this disappointment  Once was hope I think I can get it back All these scars point to where  I have coped And I am never going back  I am never going back I am never going back Eye for eye  I negotiate He says it's not the same Part by part I desecrate I say I'm holier now A war in the shape of a woman Am I winning you over? A weapon without a direction  Til now All this disappointment  Once was hope I think I can get it back All these scars point to where  I have coped And I am never going back  I am never going back I am never going back