Harvest

oh i know you didn't mean to hurt me so
but oh
can't you see that I'm just tired
cuz iv been beating around
i beat around the same bush every time

oh i know your minds made up and you're on track
so i
can pull this knife out of my bag
cuz I've been stabbed I've been bruised
i beat around the same? muse? news? rules? every time

oh i know the cats out of the bag again
and there's
nothing left to defend
as i am doubting this harvest in mindlessness
i am all here