What Do You Think

What do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think, think, think, think?
If you think about it
Which you can
You always can

Then what do you think?
Or do they not let you think for yourself
Do you think you are old enough?
Do you believe that you are allowed?
Do you even think the belief would allow you?
Given the option to not be allowed, would you take it?
Do you believe that, can you believe it?

If given the choice to stay or go
Do you believe that you would take
That you are old enough to decide for yourself?
Can you ever be old enough?
What do you think?
Can you think, or are you not old enough yet?
Should you wait a little longer than you are allowed
What do you think?

You tried to kill your mother in my head
But she kept spurting up like seed sprouts
What do you think?
Pluck, pluck, fuck, fuck, pluck, pluck
The leaf has blood and guts
It is only water and it is now growing
Growing allowed, what do you think of that?
That water like in the common beverage water

Is somebody's guts private insides
Who loves you very, very, very, very, very, very
Very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very much
I love you very, very, very, very, very, very much
Does that make you afraid?
If you had the option to not be afraid, would you take it? (I'm sorry, I won't)
Do you like to take it?

Do you miss her right now?
Could you ever even reach, even close
With your tiny ending fucking little arm?
Can you ever be close enough?
How would you know if it happened?
Have you considered simply trying harder
Or stopping trying altogether?
What do you think?

And what did you think before that?
Back then when you had the thought
She keeps coming back
My mom's leaf
Because the leaf isn't all, isn't it all
It is more deep and less known
Can you believe, can you believe it
What do you think?

Are you allowed if given the option
To be all of us sewn to the other
My side into yours and yours into yours
And yours into yours and yours into yours
And yours into yours and yours, yours, yours, yours, yours, yours
Would you take it as to not feel alone?

Would you still be alone now?
And now what do you think, you think?
What do you think? What do you think?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?



Credits
Writer(s): Gavi Kamen
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