I Don't Get That Chill - Arthur Beatrice

The mirror has moved

What was behind has been skewed

It’s not as pretty as I thought it would be

The landscape is old

Well trodden by so many better than you

I don’t know if I deserve to be so sincere

I don’t get that chill anymore

Anymore

I thought I wanted it gone

But I’m miss it, you know

But I’m miss it, you know

Do you have it sussed?

Change position

Get rid of it

Get over it

It’s done

I don’t get that chill anymore

Anymore

I thought I wanted it gone

But I’m miss it, you know

But I’m miss it, you know