The Wheat

I am falling apart

To songs about hips and hearts

The music is getting louder

My mind is bitter sour

Take a shot of this

You will forget your wish

It burns all the way down

It rips without making a sound

Switch the tempo and you got a beat

Switch the scene and you are the wheat

You were never mine to hold 

So the story was told

I am falling apart 

To songs about hips and hearts