Intuition

New reason brought by the shock Of your logic and form What is is not as is Hello hello get out Who listens Kissed on the lips By the words of a storm Damp souls seek out sunlight I'm in such a fine position Blind sin gotta follow my intution I'm in run when it tells me to run Cool stillness thoughts that are lost No connection to muse Blind men lead a shallow fight I'm in such a fine position Blind sin gotta follow my intution I'm in run when it tells me to run I'm in such a fine position Blind sin gotta follow my intution I'm in run when it tells me to run Take a look around Wait a minute Thought is critical Every word and action That's it honey now you're starting to piece it together Insert the missing piece completing the puzzle puts your mind at ease If it doesn't feel right Then it isn't Incongruent Wait a minute Rabble rouser That's it honey, now you've painted his picture Once done changes last for evermore no enchore And it's not worth 50 words No no not worth 50 words Got to get moving I can't stay in this crazy mess Will ya come with me or not