Dream Entact - Pull Faces (Crate Digger's Epilogue) lyrics

[Verse: Conor] Take the hope in which you wish to be basic Take the truth in which your world still has a basis Take both and realign them in their placements Make both so that they lie on a line that isn't stasis Incriminated,- to myself by my health Just words to the self Steady searching the shelf Of all the ca**ette tapes these f**ers deserted You uttered he blurted, said these sh**s is worthless Could see he was nervous, they had a new purpose My urges, to loop them and turn them to verses,- We recycle, no need to be frightful Could see he was spiteful Said “this work is vital” He was acting entitled Origins a recital Of what the divine set inline past time Way past prime, or any sense you incline The shell is where you dwell, that viewpoint isnt mine Stated its all design, - Said that its a paradigm And there in line, is the flaw of another kind Told me my mindstate was complacent Which i responded no,- Its from the ancients To which he said so Why don't you get complicated I said to grow That terms your amalgamation Keep it on the low But after I was jaded I know mine is one of those few cases To this you may ask what is my basis I can see us go through phases In which the true self can't pull faces [Hook: Conor] In which the true self can't pull faces yo In which the true self can't pull faces yo In which the true self In which the true self Yo, we break down Don't advance it we break down Take each sound And rearrange them to astound We break down Don't advance it we break down Take each sound And rearrange them to astound