All That You Know - Los Colognes

Don’t ever mistake her

She’s not what she looks

She hides in your mirror

She lives in your books

She knows what you’re thinking

You’re beggars and crooks

She knows where you’re going

She knows what you took

But it’s all that you know

You don’t want her to go

She’s a lecher

But a snake below

Wrapping around the roots

Of the trees that you grow

She plays a fool

And you play along

You’re the composer

And she’s made of stone

You’re on a crusade

To remember before

To find the beginning

To open the door

Around every corner

Around every turn

Her face is burning

And you never learn