Attention in Ataxia

I'm one of them, it still seems simple
Here again, lets let those things go
I want it back, so reject my soul
Its their attention, don't we say so

Yes, I'll be here, Ah ha ha ha
Yes, I loved you, Ah ha ha ha
Carryin' a torch, Ah ha ha ha
In the west march On and on

Thoughts ill read you yet, thought to be unreal
Never ending bet, something to conceal
The thoughts I find forget, I spin them in my wheel
Plesure that we get, gets to lose its feel
ah ha, ah ha oh

When you're turning on and of
Can tell your loves for real
Thoughts have let you down
Of the sense to your appeal
The lines we say again
Our eyes they must reveal
A deeper scars to her
She laughed and shot to hell
Ah ha, ah oh

Thoughts convene here
Nothings too fair
I'll come down where
The one has apeared

I'll be one way
Ever new day
Nothing to fear
Soon I'll be where
On and on

Thoughts have let you down
Of the sense to your apeal
The lines we say again
Our eyes they must reveal
A deeper scars to her
She laughed and shot to hell
Thoughts are meant to hurt
Tries to no avail