Testo Sometimes Only

Portrait of a stranger
Looked you in the eye
Sometimes only
Sometimes

I feel nothing
When you do
In a passion era
From a broken state
What shape is the dark?
And what shape
Is the hate?

I feel nothing
When you do

It comes undone
With you
I am the drift
Of necessity
Of necessity
In a passive era From a broken state
They made you choose
Choose a side
They made you choose
They made you, they made you