Ive got these hands and Ive got some oxygen...

I just dont know what to do with it.

Brandy tricks and treats the knees and I fell for it...

Somehow they say this doll will sway and

Swing between the universe and me

Well spend our days fast and grey

Trying not to drink the sea.

Were so stout and double faced

Becoming prophets everyday with a gospel

Of how we grooved and all the breath that it removed


The rebellion is over...

The colors are much bolder

And the emperors new clothes sag...


Ill try my best, Ill make it fit...

But the more it grinds the worse it gets...

I watch it shake my hold of it...

The more it runs the more tired I get


Take all of space, the earth and how it tastes

I never loved it anyways

We fought the rain with the heaviest chains

Hoping to drown or float away...

Everything you could have been...

Has been rebuilt with gauze and tin

What I want is just to get on

Never get off

Never move on


And I dont have a single cell to pawn...

To the tricks the devil trips us on


We arm this room and get left in empty tombs

As the invisible break through

Screaming I know how to make this easier...

I can make it easier...

I can make it.