Sever

My looks so grand from the distance that you need to touch It gives a vision of the simple but it isn't much I won't be fooled by its touch of emotional supply The scent of a fear, and heavy love will dry The cold and the bare grasped so delicate by one's eye Is why we can't ally, and elope tonight Almost forgotten the way we used to live for play To be accepted, I must blend into convention's way and sing the only wishing ways I won't be fooled by its touch of emotional supply The scent of a fear and heavy love will dry The cold and the bare grasped so delicate by one's eye Is why we can't ally, and elope tonight