Thought Drunk

(album: Mystic Sisters - 2022)

Well inside of me, well inside of me
Pull it up, feel the seconds running up
Head sunk, thought drunk
Head sunk, thought drunk
Well inside of me, well inside of me
Pull it up, feel the seconds running up
Head sunk, thought drunk
Head sunk, thought drunk

Foster bruises, keep their color in the suicides
Serving tongues, well, pardon me, I'll keep the tongue tied
You've been abused
Don't get used to it
Fall in place, bat an eye, you'll lose your best side
Fallen grace in the setting of the mourning side
You've been abused
Don't get used to it

All these shifty fuckers
Suckers for the second coming

Well inside of me, well inside of me
Pull it up, feel the seconds running up
Head sunk, thought drunk
Head sunk, thought drunk
Well inside of me, well inside of me
Pull it up, feel the seconds running up
Head sunk, thought drunk
Head sunk, thought drunk

Well inside of me, I know we're not free
Take the physics out, calm the misery down
You've been abused
Don't get used to it
Restless energy circles same dreams
Pick your poison now, hold your bottles proud
You've been abused
Don't get used to it

All these shifty fuckers
Suckers for the second coming

My blistered monks circumambulate the faith
Look within, words begin, and spill out the chest
In the mysteries
In the miseries
Keep circling
Heads sunk, thought drunk

My blistered monks circumambulate the faith
Look within, words begin, and spill out the chest
In the mysteries
In the miseries
Keep circling
Heads sunk, thought drunk

In a thousand days, in a thousand ways
See it through, see it through, don't just end your life
Keep circling
Till the soles wear thin
Keep circling
Heads sunk, thought drunk

I'm sick of singing fears
I'm sick of singing fears
I'm sick of losing years
I'm sick of fucking tears

Sit in the yawning dawns
My morning lovers
Sing the waning songs
My mourning lovers
Sit in the yawning dawns
My morning lovers
Sing the waning songs
My mourning lovers
My mourning lovers