Deafheaven - Language Games Lyrics
We're still laughing over loreStill talking about a stream of smoke in the head of a shelter tank, swimmingly boredSwimming in monotony, swimming in ponds where our knees scrape the bottomAnd still, we swallow the surfaceWe brought our boredom to the lightsSpoiled the city, blind to the oceanDeaf to the heavensCarving a shut in symphony with memory's masturbationI've talked it outDoomed to be a spoiled childA pupil in the eyes of foreverI knit the fire, I stared into the mirrorA prisoner to the pastA ghost to the presentPut down your glass Don't raise a toast to your slaving bloodline nowCome to lifeWalk the roads to Judah, tonight [x3]