Flux

Someone’s coming around, someone’s coming around.
You can tell by their stare and you can feel it in their stare.
I’m too lucid in this scenario. I see you too much and there’s no way to rush
It’s too much, too much, much, much and I’m in the flux.

All my layers gone. I’m prone to life.
I give it all without the slightest try.
I change personalities so easily. So unnoticed, you never doubted it.
To trick you is so tempting.
Instability in my sights - improvising as I go along.

Careless. And I know it will end.
The movements, they know no price. My next step is free.
And I continue to conquer,
Oh so seductively.