"No god," in here. We hold clear.
She opens me up and stirs my fear.
Green Melpomene wears a cold black tier.
A red blanket to cover the cracks,
Hide the smell, I can hide that fact.
But I'll never hide the love that I lack.
I stumble as a skeleton, the green it covers everything.
"You're high, meet your muscles, they're shy, third eye.”
My veins aren't mine cause I can hear them sing.
"No love," from three to thirty I am a seer.
In prospect, Kaysie wears a cold black tier.
The dead things in me
Will rise up to fail you, you'll see.
A Lie is left behind..
We're outside our borders, severed the umbilical cord.
The two of us attending a funeral for the world.
The sky breaks, we gotta get by.
The sky's fake, god I wish we weren't high.
Our visit to our dealer's door,
We are constantly wanting more.
Our visit to our dying world,
We are forever waiting for-
(Oh I am on the other side,
staring back, staring down.. at you now.)
credits
from With Envy & Absinthe,
released July 28, 2009
Guitar, vocals - Zach Evington
Bass - Jason Eckard
Piano - Austin Glover
Backing vocals - Gentry Hodnett
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