Deca - Angel Butter lyrics

Do you know what it's like
When your toys and clothes
Your books and games are lost forever
Burnt by hungry flames?

Touch, Bend break, Mend
She could make the flowers grow
Part clouds, wish away the blues
The whole world moves at a
Different pace than you
Vexed, with twenty-nine years to reassess
Locked in a complex dance with a demoness
Listen you were younger once
Driven like they are now
The world grew teeth
The sky filled with dark clouds
You pulled your heart out and
Placed it on a scale
For the Ancient of Days to
Play judge beyond the veil
You were prodigal, recluse
Bottom Feeder, Hedonist
World at your finger tips
Dope Fiend, Pusher Man half man, half-amazed
Sky high
Loungin' backstage at the masquerade
You wore bravado like chain mail, rain fell
City confines became Hell
Train rails stimulate brain cells
To lionize the meek
Young Jezebel's busy suckin' off
The time release keep it moving

The muses avoid my phone calls
(you have one new message) yes they do
You don't love me anymore
What happened to me and you?
I can't extract you from my brain
Thank you, thank you you're too kind

I know a girl that's got eyes like gems
Touch, Bend break, Mend
Sometimes, we get lost in abstraction
Exhale diaphanous dreams and breathe
Them back in you want to follow foot
Steps and gain traction
You want words to become
Flesh then take action anyway you want it
We can make it happen
Exhale diaphanous dreams and breath
Them back in
Kings, queens, supreme beings, and seedlings
All grow jaded from dog bites and bee stings
My skull's host to God's demons and ghost
Remote regions I must not even approach
I search
Bang my head against the wall 'til it bleeds
I take heed i try to follow her lead
And come to terms with the dual
Nature of my own mind
Thoughts that grow wings are like
Canaries in a coal mine

The muses avoid my phone calls
(you have one new message) yes they do
You don't love me anymore
What happened to me and you?
I can't extract you from my brain
She's got eyes like gems touch, bend
Break, mend

I created for myself a creature
To tell the time by
And on the lawns of her tongue flowers grew
Sweet scented words fell out her mouth
With living birds humming
Alien inside my head
The green love that grew
There yesterday was dead