Several Gods - Baasch

There’s a lot of silver

Tarnishing in me

Let me open myself

Let me open

I’ve just played a simple, loving symphony

Let me open myself

Let me open

It’s keeping me in distance

It’s clearing your space

It’s OK

I’ve got several gods

Suffering friends

I could teach you breathing

With the purest air

Let me open myself

Let me open

I could be your reason

I could make you stay

Let me open myself

Let me open