Reflection Massive Attack

Take me where the tides start
And i can pull you into me
Your pressure is crushing gravity
Your corona is reaching consequences
Mistin all my lenses

It all comes back to me

Broken down portfolio
Collects like dust around my head
And lightly rings and clings
Can't be shakien off the last
Like characters we less and mess
Your rig goes damnation now to appease you
There's nothing i can save for this
No fold it up into a fist
No violent string
No flight-path
No cream

Comes back to me
Comes back to me
It all comes back to me
It all comes back to me
It all comes back to me
Comes back to me
Comes back to me
No use to me