Not Conjured Confidence

It won't take sex to see

All you gotta do is stand next to me

Honey, you'll feel it, it's ecstasy

It doesn't even take a kiss to see

You'll be believing blissfully

Without meeting, you're already missing me

This is not conjured confidence

More like karma's consequence

When boiled down to our common elements

It's not folly just fucking facts

We're not the same, just the perfect match

When your song plays,

You do

The God Damn

Dance