Age - Pistolita

Time can push you down

Can bind your wrists and make you slave

To a fallen day and in the mind

Pushed by the time

Your head can fold in on itself

Implode a neural supernova blinding eyes

Can you read between the lines

See thoughts hypnotize and mesmerize

The crowd with magic tricks

Your slight of hand it makes me sick

Too late to read whats in the eyes

Too late to realize you’ve dealt your hand

Now its fate the road you hates the one

You’ve got to take

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older

Thoughts that bleed and stab her

Mr cloak and dagger

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older

Time can bring it out

Or push it way back in your mind

Where you’ll never find and by and by

You rewrite the way things used to be

And how they seem like fairy tales in hidden dreams

Can you read between the lines

See thoughts hypnotize and mesmerize

The crowd with magic tricks

Your slight of hand it makes me sick

Too late to read whats in the eyes

Too late to realize you’ve dealt your hand

Now its fate the road you hates the one

You’ve got to take

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older

Thoughts that bleed and stab her

Mr cloak and dagger

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older

Thoughts that bleed and stab her

Mr cloak and dagger

Tell you when your older

Tell you when your older