Psychic

(album: Apparition - 2020)

Look at that wing span
Look at that wing span

My debonair soothsayer
You read me with such flair
Those who dread prophecy
Must not know how hot it can be

My debonair soothsayer
You read me with such flair
Shame on those who dread prophecy
They must not know how hot it can be

He sees my future and he sees me
Maybe we're meant to be
I think I fell in love with my psychic

He sees my future and he sees me
Maybe we're meant to be
I think I fell in love with my psychic

Yeah yeah

My sweet sweet mystic
Are your lips too deep for kissing
Heard the moon's acting brand new
Does this mean I belong with you

My sweet sweet mystic
Are your lips too deep for kissing
Heard the moon's acting brand new
Does this mean I belong with you

He sees my future and he sees me
Maybe we're meant to be
I think I fell in love with my psychic

He sees my future and he sees me
Maybe we're meant to be
I think I fell in love with my psychic

Look at that wing span
Look at that wing span

No one knows the stars like him
No one pulls my cards like him

No one knows the stars like him
No one pulls my cards like him

My medium has this large heart
He's never ever too far from me

My medium has this large heart
He's never ever too far from me