The Slightest Idea

Are you all you want

Yes you are

Now the worst comes out and how

Who all had that heart

Bless them all

Watch them become background

Once into the water

Yes you are

Now into the ground

Found out what makes us shudder

Yes you are

Alive and turned up so loud

So save your mortal soul

No one has to know

The kid we all control

Arms length to the mirror

Yes you are

Betting on the bed to be there

Are we coming clearer

Yeah we are

Fired up to be fed

We're already all red

Yes we are alone

So sell that mortal soul

No one has to know

The kid we call control

So when the covers lose color

When you turn and go

Say do you want to know what they know

Not the slightest

The kid we call control

Now into the ground

Yes we are