Fatso Jetson - Archaic Volumes lyrics

Look in these volumes carrying thoughts of mine Down secret driveways, songs, and cuts in my flesh It's not just your humor interrogating divine A simplicity everyone sees but me I'm repeating patterns, spirals, and lines Ghosting the throttle into the grind These archaic volumes won't ever really be heard Haunted, collected keepsakes I burn Kept under floors like horded fortunes Folklore and fad with destructive surging Destiny dogs keep barking and lurching These archaic volumes won't These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard Down in these volumes under the? and? Lost in the clutter, drunken banter, and glare I left them like scraps, like unseen villains longing to get their due No secret shaking, just public hanging, last meal, and rites Repeating patterns, spirals, and lines I'm ghosting the throttle into the grind Archaic volumes won't ever really be heard Haunted, collected keepsakes I burn Kept under floors like horded fortunes Folklore and fad, destructive surging Destiny dogs keep barking and lurching These archaic volumes won't These archaic volumes won't These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard These archaic volumes won't These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard These archaic volumes won't...ever be heard