I was shaking the world from sleep.

Our love, so visible yet so unseen

And it sneaks in through your speech.

The bloody world of your dreams comes crashing through the breach as you scream:

"These ugly wolves. Once hibernating, they now awaken."



You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 



Girl, when I speak

I say that which i mean

All these expensive art school teach is critique

We dance in common circles, we speak in such strange speech

Visible, yet unseen

As I scream: "These are the wolves of conversation! The nonsense you're making..."



You're going nowhere

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 

You're going nowhere 



These are the wolves crawling out through your throat

Saying "You love to turn your back then act surprised when we approach... now choke."



And we seek a love visible yet unseen

And we seek our love in such strange speech