Saintseneca - Such Things lyrics

I defy the stars above to
Bash our milky heads in
Throw themselves against the wind
Then pick apart the heavens when I awoke
I was in forever when wind felled the oak
The saws all failed to sever
Is my I am myopia?

Now I feel the same
This belly aches with vacancy
And aren't we one among the wave?
His undulating tragedy
I mean maybe I could turn you on

By design you are the fire
Chewing through the lumber
Never would the wood be good
Enough to sate your hunger
Now I sleep adrift this shiftless vessel
I’ll never keep the ghost inside the gristle
Is my I am my opiate?



Now I feel the same
This belly aches with vacancy
And aren't we one among the wave?
His undulating tragedy
I mean maybe I could turn you on