nothing much has happened since
since the november clips
saw the world at once
it figures
i understand the fucking world
it's modern/slash misunderstood
what is the cost?
what is the cost from all of us?
you misguided all the sudden
me alone to wonder
so i'm still taking candles
from zeus's family tree
tho it says what
and fuck repeatedly
there's never a right time to grow up i guess
but i'm sure it happens to all of us
doesn't it?
i've drag my emotions, my veins, my corpse
through the stranded planet
asking for nothing
always asking for nothing
but the clothes on my back
and something to pile up on shore
the sculptures would say
even in this very hour