Well I read it wrong
Ready to move on
I'm already gone
Gone gone
I've rankled on and on
Thought that I was half enough
But I'm ready to move on
Already gone
Tempting, to the rising heat
Staff in hand, a summoned creed
But it never happened to me
Lost on me
Well I know you'd bring me back
Lone batch receiver
When the snakes come out
Oh, you're shriveled up in doubt