Petrichor, Ltd. - Don't Ask Questions

The wind blows away
The brash clouds are astray
And I think to myself “What a find”
When upon my parade
Falls a dark masquerade
And the beauty
Well it all goes to hell
So I turn to inquire of my friend, but he says
Don’t ask questions
Just follow directions
Cause you might not like what you find
Yeah, don’t ask questions
Just ignore our infection
Or you might not make it through the night
When my thoughts tend to stray
And I can’t back away
From the feeling that I’ve met you before
Would it make that much sense
To uphold the week pretense
That I don’t want to know you more?
So I turn to inquire of my friend, but she says
Don’t ask questions
Just follow directions
Cause you might not like what you find
Yeah, don’t ask questions
Just ignore our infection
Or you might not make it through the night
Don’t ask questions
Just follow directions
Cause you might not like what you find
Yeah, don’t ask questions
Just ignore our infection
Or you might not make it through the night

Written by:
Kristopher Schmitt

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