Texty: Witness. Mines.

Its strange the way they make you close one eye
Before they let the clearest signal pass you by
But I believe everything I read
And every line there is its seed
But cheap wine and weed is all I need

Its strange the way you make me realise
Hey stranger we're in danger of becoming wise
You don't need that cos you've got me
To live in perfect sincerity
Its all I really need to be free

I didn't choose the path
That led me here no no no
And I didn't set my sentence they were set for me
But I know its words that why alone
Until the day you tell me to go
I believe what you know
It is so

If its fine by you
Its fine by me

If its fine by you
Its fine by me

If its fine by you
Its fine by me

If its fine by you
Its fine by me