Tone

Shedding old forms, exposed impurities There's so much to say but you won't remember A scorched earth policy We interrupt with a regularly scheduled apology No cache for the cold cuts A sensory waste behind us And all I can hear is your tone so I went off on my own There's so much to say but you won't remember All I hear is your tone If that's how you want to drink, we shouldn't drink together (Contaminate me)