I have nothing to prove to you
I know that now
Just coming through would do
Should’ve held that high
What our love ever knew how to do
Was to feed some time
I had nothing to prove to you
I know that now
Bolts
In my side
Cut me some slack
Cut it deep along my pride
I feel indigo
You said is that so?
It seems so still
It’s laminar flow
I have nothing to prove to you
I know that now
Just coming through would do
Should’ve held that high
What our love ever knew how to do
Was to feed some time
I had nothing to prove to you
I know that now
It seems so slow
But it isn’t so
It seems so still
But its laminar flow