| Stepped in your loving daughter, you’re stepped in your loving gates | |
| your stitch who you always wanted but the thought now still remains | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed | |
| boats in your supping eyeball, boats in your supping space | |
| you stitch who you always wanted, now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| and now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed | |
| better better come our ivy, better better come our rates | |
| you’re stitching who you always wanted, now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| and now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed |
| Stepped in your loving daughter, you' re stepped in your loving gates | |
| your stitch who you always wanted but the thought now still remains | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed | |
| boats in your supping eyeball, boats in your supping space | |
| you stitch who you always wanted, now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| and now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed | |
| better better come our ivy, better better come our rates | |
| you' re stitching who you always wanted, now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| and now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed |
| Stepped in your loving daughter, you' re stepped in your loving gates | |
| your stitch who you always wanted but the thought now still remains | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed | |
| boats in your supping eyeball, boats in your supping space | |
| you stitch who you always wanted, now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| and now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed | |
| better better come our ivy, better better come our rates | |
| you' re stitching who you always wanted, now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| and now your thoughts begin to fray | |
| you peaked and spoke, on your threshold | |
| the fortune teller hoaxed |