Came back to doubt yourself
But broke in two
They find it punctual
With Idle tooth
I'll find something
To shake by the roots
I crawl along the ceilings in your room
The cold is spinning thread to answer you
I need something made of freewill
Am i waiting now
Does my waiting howl
I bring an avalanche of Toltec bones
Contaminated cravings if you choose to
Play something that aches for a spill
Leave out the meat for that contact high
Inhale the vapors and let the hangman smile
For that something to shake by the roots
Am i waiting now
Does my waiting howl
Bring me the tame
Witness germinates in the child
That word of mouth stutters
Blink at the lonely dice
