It Wasn't You

Savlonic

Compositor: Jonti Picking

Friction fights me to what's new
Pleasure reminds me who I am, too
Fiction warns me it can't be true
Endless velvet, those words from you

My claws are out, they scratch at your skin
There is no us, no favor to win
A brief reprieve then calm in my mind
I know myself, no shadows to find
It wasn't you

Restriction holds me back from you
Senses remind me - too good to be true
Conviction tells me to share the proof
Habit reminds me to tell the truth

The things you've said, the stories you told
You showed yourself, now you're in the cold
I watch the game now as it plays out
Nowhere to hide, your action's in doubt
My favorite stored true colors are shown
There's nothing left, you're stripped to the bone

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