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Bears In Trees

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(album: I Want To Feel Chaotic - 2020)


I see your mother stare right past us
As I picture you peering over tinted glasses
I feel like a wicked bastard
Standing by your wicker casket

And I can hear your fragile laughter
As wine bends time, us made of plaster
The river finds its drunken master
The fear you felt before the breathless after

And the way
The waves
Reverberate
Down my frame
A quake
Across my vertebrae

So I'll subvert my simple senses for sensational relief
But the subtle serendipity gets caught between my teeth
And when I go to bed I can't even think to sleep
'Cause all that's in my head are the monsters underneath

And the way
The waves
Reverberate
Down my frame
A quake
Across my vertebrae

But I love my friends
They make me feel alive again
Or at least they remind me
That I'm not even dead
But I felt so old
So hardened and cold
Maybe the gaps will snap back
But synapses fill with mould

Well, love could be the glue
That holds the cracks together
Or just inhale the fumes
Make your synapses feel better
Let chemicals break down
The white between the grey
As your ventricles collapse
And the flak takes down the plane, yeah

Love could be the glue
That holds the cracks together
Or just inhale the fumes
Make your synapses feel better
Let chemicals break down
The white between the grey
As your ventricles collapse
And the flak takes down the plane

And the way
The waves
Reverberate
Down my frame
A quake
Across my vertebrae

But I love my friends
They make me feel alive again
Or at least they remind me
That I'm not even dead
But I felt so old
So hardened and cold
Maybe the gaps will snap back
But synapses fill with mould

But I love my friends
They make me feel alive again
Or at least they remind me
That I'm not even dead
But I felt so old
So hardened and cold
Maybe the gaps will snap back
But synapses fill with mould

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